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