Swift - What Tears Are For lyrics

A pillow to rest my weary head

the end of a working day

the door to the dream left open

I won't be turned away

a winter coat for a wind so cold

the age of age old need

a town to live and call my own

a way and a will to succeed

Yes I am lucky

yes I am lucky

I'm a lucky man indeed

a town to live and call my own

a way and a will to succeed

I may search for happiness

and not know what it takes

and still be here a thousand years

and make the same mistakes

Yes I am lucky

yes I am lucky

I'm a lucky man indeed

a town to live and call my own

a way and a will to succeed