I've looked on, to my road ahead
And what lies in store for me
I look at what I've done and doing
Are they really for the good? for the good
There are many times, I've stayed and played
And listened to the voices in the air
The record player over again, to get exactly what it means...for the good
But how do I go on, knowing the repulsive odds
Is it something inside of me, or something from a distant death?
Actually, it's someone like me...for the good.
If I knew that the odds were too great
I would stop right here on a dime
But I have a little saying that you know, that I have inside of me
If he can do it so, can I, if he can do it so can I
If he can do it so, can I, if he can do it so
What I've done here is quite simple
I've compared myself to people like me
If there was somewhat a similarity, he helped, helped pave the way
Help Pave the way, Help Pave the way, Have the way, Help Pave the way
Aah, aah