Cruel to be kind
Well I done my time in the jail of your mind
and I dug all I could toward the good of your kind
but they say it's better to be twisted black & blue
chopped down like an old wooden tree & planted new
than it is to spend a life time in the jail of your mind
CHORUS
But you don't have to be cruel to be kind
and you don't have to be a fool to be blind
and you don't have to be a down & out
to be down sometimes
Her dreams were full of dreams like leaves in the wind
that were scattered to the edges of the world & back again
Oh there's more to me than you can see from here my friends
here there are no why's so why do you pretend
I hear my critic laugh & he's my only friend
CHORUS
And now that I'm free from the jail of your mind
and I feel rather tied like a crying child
I wanted to be better than the rest
new kind of man, lot more than blood & flesh
but now I'm left on my own in the jail of my mind
CHORUS
