Crippled But Free, I Was Blind All

When I Was Just A Little Young Boy, Papa Said Son, You'll Never Get Far, I'll Tell You The Reason If You Want To Know, 'cause Child Of Mine, There Isn't Really Very Far To Go.

But I Would Rather Be With You, Somewhere In San Francisco On A Back Porch In July, Just Looking Up To Heaven, At This Crescent In The Sky

But Never Give Your Love, My Friend, Unto A Foolish Heart

...if You Get Confused, Just Listen To The Music Play.

What Do You Want Me To Do, To Watch For You, To See You Through? A Box Of Rain Will Ease The Pain, And Love, Will See You Through.