you would think that keeping up would be easier. livin' 
large and livin' strange, you'll bend yourself. 
summertime, it always seems to come creeping up. keep in 
mind, you want it to. when you're cold and you're tired, 
hurt and you're sad. for all that you've given, for all 
that you've had. it's not what you think it is. you would 
think that livin' large and livin' well will wear ya down 
and wear ya thin and where ya goin? don't you know i'm 
grumpy when the time is right, when the time is on my 
side? maybe you could fix me up, i could do the same for 
you and maybe sometime soon, we can spend some time alone 
'bout the time when everything's a mess, tell me 'bout 
the time - I haven't heard it yet, tell me 'bout the 
time, tell me 'bout the time, tell me 'bout the time. all 
you need is time. when you're cold and you're tired. when 
things just aren't well. frightened of strangers and 
scared of yourself. it's not what you think it is. when 
you're strung out, when there's hell to pay, when you're 
holding out for some better day, when your feet are 
inspired, when you need some fresh air. with your fingers 
on fire, release it all there. it's not what you think it 
is.