When the princess and the peasants
Each look back at you the same
When the friend that you had known before
Can't quite recall your name.

When each morning there's a cloudy sky
To keep the sun from showing
Then you know you are your own
Sometimes that's all that keeps ya going.

'Neath the chimneys and the rooftops
Of a village safe and sound
No one sees the face nor hears the feet
That walk the morning ground.

And the stillness of the alleys
And the highways keep a growing
So you know you are your own
And that alone will keep ya going.

Through the dampness of the dawn
Now by the road you walk alone
And you think on days when you had laughed
Or of a love you'd known.

But your head is low avoiding thoughts
Of times you'll soon be knowing
When to say you are your own
Ain't quite enough to keep ya going...