Some other blues

I can't bring sunshine,

can't stop the rain.

Can't turn back time -

and I can't ease the pain.

Can't fathom reasons

the world goes round,

why up is up

or down is down.

But, sure as a hand

is warmer in a glove;

if you'll let me,

you'll have my love.

Can't get to grips

with high-tech things,

with changing times -

the trouble it brings.

Why history changes

by the accent used,

details are changed

and facts abused.

But, rest assured,

if there's a God above;

if you'll let me

you'll have my love.

This isn't like

some other blues

where all is bleak

and life confused,

the light gone out

'cos the 'lectrics fused.

I'll plead guilty

if I'm accused -

if you'll let me

you'll have my love.