I've been all around the way and god knows I've seen better days-
I found myself just to say, "hey...
You're different than I imagined.
The city air was there to give me the chills
When my love told me, "love don't pay the bills"
Sent me walking down the road until I stopped under the roof I'm standing.
Now all the holes left in my shoes and my jacket buttons coming loose
Are just another verse in these blues
I'll be writing until I die.
It's how the lights come on when it's getting dark
Or the occasional wedding in the city park
That remind me that the better parts out way the times we cry.

Some people smile and they're faking
I hope it's not out of sympathy
For my current living situation
You know- cause' that's alright with me
It couldn't just be me who sees it
(the beauty all over)
You've gotta sit down and look through my eyes;
I'm the beholder.

Yeah.

Now I've seen coins fall in my hat- atleast enough to keep me fat
But it's the people who stuck around to dance
That made me really happy.
And sometimes it's hard to pug my ears, so forgive the heart-to-hearts I hear
But it's the fart jokes, not the "I Love you Dear"'s
That made me want to keep laughing.
I like to watch the news to keep up to date through that TV store display case-
But I'll look to you to see a pretty face
And the clouds for a pass-time.
And if I was a paint I'd paint a picture;
If I was a plumber I'd fix a fixture;
But I'm unemployed, so I don't do dick, sir-
Is that really a crime?

Some people smile and they're faking
I hope it's not out of sympathy
For my current living situation
You know- cause' that's alright with me
It couldn't just be me who sees it
(the beauty all over)
You've gotta sit down and look through my eyes;
I'm the beholder.

So don't measure life in your good timing.
The sun goes down, the sun comes up
A million times before you ripen.
And hold your breath in your chest
To fill that empty space when you can't believe you're not content.

I can't believe I'm not content with the sun in the sky-
For that beautiful ruby red that they left after the fight...
If beauty's the beholders, is it hits to give?
I think I'll try...
But you've gotta sit down and look through my eyes.
You've gotta sit down and look through my eyes.