Get your sweets from the candy man

Get your truth from the shelf

Don't buy into the fairy tale

Just be good to yourself

'cause you know that I love you, girl

You're my way out of hell

But I've just one more song to sing

One more story to tell.

When I'm tired of the bright lights

When I'm tired of the wine

I'll go down to wheal mexico

To the depths of the mine

When I'm forty years older

When I'm wrinkled and wise

I will trade all my liberty

For that look in your eyes.

Reason gonna blind you

Cripple and confine you

Listen as your poor heart breaks

Take a trip to america

Let the wind blow right through your hair

We'll buy beer and some hope to share

Every day.

'cause freedom

Is no small thing

We punish the child

For flying too high

For rushing like the wind.

Reason gonna blind you

Cripple and confine you

Listen as your poor heart breaks

(Stars are like diamonds we fly across the sky for them

No one's gonna change who we are)

'cause freedom

Is no small thing

We punish the child

For flying too high

For rushing like the wind.