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,Nothing to say but it used to be,Nothing to say but 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,But no one is there,It's a ghost of my life,Bringing past tense to mind,Lookin' key inside me,From the freedom and sin,Oh come let me in,I'll start all over again.What can I do,What can I do,Nothing to say but it used to be,No no no no no no no no no,What can I do,What can I do,What can I do,What.