Walking through the park, it wasn't quite dark, there was a man sitting on a benchOut of the crowd as his head slowly bowed, he just moaned and he made no senseHe just go mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmI just couldn't help myself, guess I was born with a curious mindI asked this man just what did he mean, when he moaned that he'd be so kindAnd he told me to carry on, cause I was blinded by that protocolsJust go mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmNow that I've grown upAnd the woman I love, she has goneNow that I'm a man, I think I understandSometimes everyone will sing the songListen to them singMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmMmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm