Day after day seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I've wakened every blessed morning
Down on my luck and up against the wind
Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry
You'll do fine, you'll be good, you'll get by
Night after night seems like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse the falling rain
But it won't stop for my complaining
Down on my luck and up against the wind
Don't you stop, don't you run, don't you cry