La de da

La de da, la de da de da, la da, da.

Each friend I have becomes a looking glass in which I see

Small bits of me passing.

By the way, I heard the old man say that "life's a yoke"

And that's no joke, not to me.

La de da, la de da de da, la da da, da.

Sorting out the reasons why

I wonder, could I be what I am?

Not that I could ever be the things I want

Things that taunt you and me.

It all seems the same to me,

We're all souls searching to be free.

When the Dawn's light shines on those

They'll merely open their eyes

And see the Love that flows.

La de da, la de da de da, la da, da.