Every dream that I dream seems to float on by Like a cloud in the wind Way up in the sky Every move that I make seems to be the wrong way Like a cold black night After a summer day What can I do What can I do Nothing to say but it used to be Nothing to say but it used to be what can I do Used to play my guitar With a smile on my face Now everything's changed My whole life's rearranged> >From the day I was born sidle Jinks was my name Though I tried and I tried >That name still remains What can I do...What can I do, What can I do, What can I do What can I do I hear voices all singing but no one is there It's a ghost of my life Bringing past tense to mind Lokin' key inside me from the freedom and sin Oh come let me inI'll star all over againWhat can I do...