I do what I have to You just look away Strip away my sadness Take away my clothes and then there’s who? When I have to I walk in paper shoes No more looking backwards No more knowing things Standing at the edge my Meeting you was long overdue If I have to I’ll make do with the blues I want to feel the rain stop falling I need a second chance And join the flow, the rush of gold In California I want to feel the rain stop falling Take my second chance I’ll cross this land And then I’ll stand in California The wealthy getting richer, Poor have ceased to dream Soon they’ll come to hating, Hating what they think they’ve got to choose If I have to I make do with the blues