Why should I
Feel so bad?
When they say there's joy
To bereave
But when the blues
Come creeping in
They bring all that suffering
It's my soul
It's all I own
And I can't control
Sometimes I cry
I must confess
I sleep ok but I don't
Get much rest
It's my soul, babe
It's my soul
I don't know why now people
Just my soul
I can't control
