know there's an answer. I know now but I have to find it by myself. They come on like they're peaceful. But inside they're so uptight. They trip through the day. And waste all their thoughts at
could blame it on you. I could blame it on my instincts. I could blame it on the train to the plane. The boat to the shore. So tell me what's the answer. . No trouble in my face. There's not one
wake up to the sound of music. Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, oh no, let it be, let it be, let it be. There will be an answer, let it be, let it be. You know
gets ripped and torn. Yeah I used to feel bad, I used to feel like that. I still feel a bit like that But I'm not searching for the answer. I'm not looking for the truth. I'm just talking through a