All the good things have been taken.
Sometimes it feels like I’ve been tied to the whipping post
Good lord I feel like I’m dying.
But I’m frightened for your children,
And the life that we are living is in vàin
And the sunshine we’ve been waiting for,
Will turn to rain.
Life has its problems, and I get my share,
And that’s one thing I never meant to do
Cause I love you,
oh, baby - don’t you know I’m human
I have thoughts like any other one
Sometimes I find myself, Lord, regretting
Some foolish thing, some little simple thing I’ve done