you will never see me walking round feeling low you will never hear there goes a man who doesn t know too many roads to walk too many things to do too many words to talk moments too few i don t think you know though you ve been told a million times it s not clear to see unless you read in between the lines look out your window when did it start nothing s for certain it s just a part if you re feeling low no and your world comes tumbling down if you see hard times stop better take a look around good things must end they never last look to tomorrow forget the past