I CAN?T MAKE MUSIC


Here I am just sittin? around

With an old piano in a vacant room

And the same old feelin?s come again

So uncertain hurtin? scared

I though I grew, but here I am again

Shoulda seen the train be passin? thru.

I thought I knew


And I can?t make music

No I can?t make rhyme

No I can?t do anything

To take me away this time


I know it?s an old cliche to say

I feel I?m gonna die

And I hear it?s goin? out to cry

So I?m gonna say some kind words to you

I like to wish you luck & hope

That life will be with someone else

Just like I though it would be with me

But I can?t see...


And I can?t make music

No I can?t make rhyme

No I can?t do anything

To take me away this time