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's the same as it used to be
Nothing's the same as it used to be
What can I do?

I 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?
Nothing's the same as it used to be
Nothing's the same as it used to be
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
And no one is there
It's a ghost of my life
Bringing past tense to mind
Lock and key here ties me
From the freedom and sin
Oh, come let me in
I'll start all over-over again

What can I do?
What can I do?
Nothing's the same as it used to be
Nothing's the same as it used to be
What can I do?

What can I do?
What can I do?
What can I do?
What?