I'm sitting in my back garden, trying to find a way
Talking to myself and thinking about the things that I always say
Things are there to do, but the same things aren't there to be done
Remembering the pieces of my mind, that I've been missing for so long
I'm only a man
Alone in the rush of the day
I'm only a man
Who's never seen the way
I don't worry much about nothing
Unless it takes my blues away
At least I feel at ease when I'm looking at the lies with a smile on my face
Maybe when my curtain calls
I'll finally hold up my hands
I'll stop writing these songs
And admit that I'm just a man



I'm only a man
With enough to keep me on my feet
I'm only a man
Who'd rather just catch up on some sleep
And maybe the man I love
Would like something to do with me
I'm only a man
Who'd rather just catch up on some sleep
And admit that I'm just a man

And admit that I'm just a man
Who'd rather just catch up on some sleep