| Hear me now and use your love to listen well |
| 'Cause I’m trying to tell you why I know |
| It’s time for me to go |
| I drifted into the city to sing my songs of the gypsy life |
| Be free, be kind, be strong |
| I sang at walls and you came down to hold my head |
| When the concrete beat me down |
| And we rested high in a nest in the wall |
| Forgetting it all |
| So help me now, I do believe I am sinkin' down |
| Yes, I’m back on the ground and I’ve found |
| I’m bound to travel on |
| You’ve only asked me to let you know whenever I had to go |
| I’m trying to let you know I’ll soon be gone |
| I want it clear and my thoughts in here |
| So you’ll know you’re not to blame |
| It’s those cats upstairs who handle my songs |
| How they string me along |
| Lovin' someone is to love someone |
| Forever is the moment you’re in |
| A woman’s a world a man can rest inside |
| It’s a love that’s sown with dreams |
| That the city keeps tearin' on down |
| And can’t you see what you are lovin' in me |
| Is my will to be free |
| So help me now to understand |
| I’m a free born man and I do love you so |
| But now it’s time for me to go |