I live a simple kind of life. I don't ask much from anyone. It's an easy thing to do; spend your days not trying to hurt people. I'm trying to do the best that I can. An exception, without objection, is the case in front of us. Whether to leave this as it is. I have a memory inside my head that the photograph don't match. So take a good look at my face you won't see it here again and you may want to remember this someday. The sheltered eyes of a closing mind don't really mean that much to me. I've gone about as far as I can go, because I don't really care. A life of privilege had carried you this far, it'll probably take you to the end. But if I ever cross your path again, I would think it'd be too soon. So take a good look at my face you won't see it here again and you may want to remember this someday. The sheltered eyes of a closing mind don't really mean that much to me. I've gone about as far as I can go. So take a good look at my face you won't see it here no more and you may want to remember this someday. Or maybe you won't and maybe you are happy livin' this way, either way my stake in this is through.