Some say it's hell, some say it's pain

Many say it's nothing that a heart can't tell

Still i'm innocent about these things

And i'm fearing 'bout the things i'm saying

How can one say, how can one tell

The future that's fast becoming

There may be days, there may be nights

That's coming in your life.

I say hello, you say goodbye

It's a thirst that keeps you dry

How can i hold me

If you can't hold me

It has always been my desire

I call your name

But you won't come

My mind can't open

When you're not done

What's coming up,

What's coming down

What's waiting in your life?

I saw a man six feet high

And asked him about his life

He said,