My Music In Time

Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom

Woke up this morning and got myself a beer

One thing I can tell you is you got to be free

Listening to you, I get the music

I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping

When you're strange, faces come out of the rain

Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall

All the lonely people, where do they all belong?