Well, I found myself out wandering one day
When this strange little fellow, he came along my way
He seemed so troubled, something weighed heavy on his soul
Then he turned and spoke to me, 'tis blowing to his toes
Then he turned, yes he turned, and he said, yes he spoke
And he turned, he turned, and he spoke to me

Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
Can't you see my sweet soul's lying
Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
Can't you hear my sweet soul's dying
You must bear
You must bear

Well he left me, just the way that he came
I could still hear him talking, showing me the way
And he told me of far and distant lands
And he showed me of many future plans
We talked of love, got tainted with hate
Give for beginning, it's never gonna be too late
He'll understand it, then you'll understand
That you got to give, hold out a helping hand

Give some back, and then you will learn
You must give all the give, listen up and then you'll learn
Then he turned to me and once again cried
Tears filling up his weary eyes

Can't you see my sweet soul's dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
Can't you see around you's crying
Can't you see my sweet soul's dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
Can't you see around you's crying

Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
Can't you see my sweet soul is dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's dying
Can't you see my sweet soul's crying
You must learn
You must learn
You must learn
That my sweet soul's crying

You must learn
You must learn
Sweet soul
Sweet soul's crying
Sweet soul
Sweet soul is crying
Sweet soul
Sweet soul is crying