I do what I have to

You just look away

Strip away my sadness

Take away my clothes and then there’s who?

When I have to I walk in paper shoes


No more looking backwards

No more knowing things

Standing at the edge my

Meeting you was long overdue

If I have to I’ll make do with the blues


I want to feel the rain stop falling

I need a second chance

And join the flow, the rush of gold

In California

I want to feel the rain stop falling

Take my second chance

I’ll cross this land

And then I’ll stand in California


The wealthy getting richer,

Poor have ceased to dream

Soon they’ll come to hating,

Hating what they think they’ve got to choose

If I have to

I make do with the blues