Well I used to know that man,
He said I did the best I can.
And now will he live to see tomorrow?

And he stays up all night,
But still he dreams in time.
Will we have to face him or just borrow?

I used to know it all,
When (leavin')? alcohol.
And give him anything and he would try it.

What's in your hand yer holdin'?
You just keep foldin' and foldin'
What's in your hand yer holdin'?
That yer holdin'?

And now it seems to me,
A large dose of reality,
Or maybe someone to confide in.

And most of the passers-by
Avoid my brown eye.
Well, they haven't been or seen where I have been.

And I use to know the boy,
And now he don't seem so coy.
Don't speak or even try to fight it.