Woorden: Don Williams. This Side Of The Sun.

I thought I'd be an angel and fly on astral skies
I thought I'd wear a fanciful disguise
and it's taken me a lotta time
to find out I'm not one
an outlaw on the run, on this side of the sun

I hoped I'd be a champion and live without a care
I thought I'd change the world, make it just and fair
but my youth slipped by before my eyes
much to my surprise
before I had begun, on this side of the sun

out on this end of the wind
winter's coming 'round the bend
you pray for rain, before you know,
you're standin' in a foot of snow
so you pull your coat up to your chin
pick your shovel up again
'cause your work is never done, on this side of the sun

I took it to a fortune teller
I thought that she might help me
she looked into my eyes and smiled mysteriously
but she didn't know as much as me
I stared back, dejectedly
'cause I know where she's from, this side of the sun

out behind these prison walls,
dark clouds come and hard rains fall
you pause a moment for a dream,
they row you gently down the stream
you wake up angry in the night, jump up, ready for a fight
but the war is never won on this side of the sun
now they tell me music can free a person's soul

so I sing a song everywhere I go
but it's not much oifferent than before
I'm still looking for the door
I wonder if there is one, on this side of the sun