Write this down, said the poet to the pen. 
Gotta speak or it’ll stay within'. 
All my thoughts will not mean anything, 
if my words aint got a point of view. 
  
All my songs are well thought through. 
Thats the meaning of my songs for you. 
I can’t write while I’m standing in your shoe, 
but excuse me mister If I do. 
  
It’s just a word from a man who doesn’t know how to break the day. 
Just a word from a man who doesn’t speak when there’s nothing to say. 
 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone of us. 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone uf us. 
It's a cold windy haze that is blowing on your face .
A Haze, yeah! 
 
Write this down, said the poet to the pen. 
Gotta speak or it’ll stay within'. 
All my thoughts will not mean anything, 
if my words aint got a point of view.
 
Whatever’s lost it could be you mind. 
Yes It’s lost so it’ll never be found. 
But whatever happens to the things inside. 
It’ll never gonna make a stay. 
  
It’s just a word from a man who doesn’t know how to break the day. 
Just a word from a man who doesn’t speak when there’s nothing to say. 
 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone of us. 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone uf us. 
It's a cold windy haze that is blowing on your face .
A Haze, yeah! 
  
Write this down, said the poet to the pen. 
Gotta speak or it’ll stay within. 
All my thoughts will not mean anything 
If my words aint got a point of view .
 
It’s just a word from a man who doesn’t know how to break the day. 
Just a word from a man who doesn’t speak when there’s nothing to say. 
 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone of us. 
That’s just the cold wind in everyone uf us. 
It's a cold windy haze that is blowing on your face .
A Haze, yeah!