I have my thoughts to position
But do I know how to act?
I have no silent ambitions
But does that make me a man Until I learn all I can
And mean all I understand
As a way of giving I'm a piece of the earth
I take no offense
I can be who I am
I have no pretense Only to what you can be
If you want to be
It's a way of living I've got a pen in my pocket
Does that make me a writer
Standing on the mountain
Doesn't make me no higher Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
All the study in the world
Doesn't make it science, yeah, oh yeah So *** a piece in the air
Try and make it sing
Try and be who you can
It's the real thing I'm into what you can be
If you want to be
It's a way of living I've got a pick in my pocket
Does that make me a player
Words can't do
What action does louder Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And the study in the world
Doesn't make it science, yeah, oh yeah I've got a pen in my pocket
Does that make me a writer
Standing on the mountain
Doesn't make me no higher Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
And the study in the world
Doesn't make it science I've got a pick in my pocket
Does that make me a player
Words can't do
What action does louder Putting on gloves
Don't make you a fighter
