Winter numbs my mind
Winds of sorrow pass
Right in front of my eyes
I can feel the coldness of time
All alone I walk
By this horrid sight
When will I free myself
From this burden
slaving my mind
<Interlude>
Understand this cruel life
at last
Why I'm not among the stars
In a moment of lust
when the key was in love
I decided to play every part
If I were able to go back
in time
I'd surely find my home there
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there!  A man born