I’ll tell you now I don’t believe, in any faith or creed
but I know there have been times, someone was watching over me
a close call on the road, makes you think about the days
they will come and they will go, it’s like I’m walking on a blade
and the strangest revelation flashed before my eyes
now I’m lighter than the wind, lighter than a butterfly
and the rainbows will come and disappear
but where’s the pot of gold
and the light in your head won’t re-appear
if you don’t let it show
my heart is pounding like a drum, I light a cigarrette
helmet shaking in my hands, that was the closest yet
I always felt I had nine lives, but I don’t know which one I’m on
like a gambler with a dice, will I shoot or will I run?
and the rainbows will come and disappear
but where’s the pot of gold
and the light in your head won’t re-appear
unless you change the way you look at the world
change the way you look at your world
and the rain that’s running down my face
is hiding the tears
and I know I’ll escape this lonely place
if I change the way I look at the world
change the way I look at the world