| Away back down the line you slipped and fell behind |
| You never got back up, you’re life went on |
| But your head looked back, at what you lost |
| You could turn your head around, it would help a lot |
| But there you sit, with the blues in your mind |
| Keeps you stumblin' all the time |
| Only you could get, together more often |
| Get together with yourself for real |
| Instead of just goofin' |
| So that everything you do, you’re into it all by yourself |
| But there you sit, with the blues in your mind |
| Waitin' for somebody, to say you’re right |
| Tryin' to find somebody, to take your life |
| You stepped outside and you were feelin' fine |
| There’s new things you must do |
| But all those people make it hard, to know who you are |
| They’re bound, that they should say, what you should do |
| You got to care and you got to share and still be you |
| Sometimes that’s quite hard |
| There’s things you put yourself into are never gone |
| If only you could do, what you could do and then move on |
| But there you sit with the blues in your mind |
| Keeps you stumblin' all the time |
| Only you could get together more often |
| Get together with yourself for real |
| Instead of just goofin' |
| So that everything you do you’re into it all by yourself |
| But there you sit, with the blues in your mind |
| Waitin' for somebody to say you’re right |
| Tryin' to find somebody to take your life |