There can be but better ways, from yesterdays to me,
Somewhere there are better days, for better ways to be,
Sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar,
Is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more'

And I'm left with the truth, and I'm right in my mind,
Given some of the time, maybe never,
So I walk in these shoes when I feel it's the blues,
If it ain't, it will do, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I woke up early one morning, like I'd been under a spell,
Gazed into the mirrored reflection,
Said I had to do it, or else.

And I'm left with the truth, and I'm right in my mind,
Given some of the time, maybe never,
So I walk in these shoes when I feel it's the blues,
If it ain't, it will do, yeah, yeah.

Ooh,
Things are through.

There can be but better ways, from yesterdays to me,
Somewhere there are better days, for better ways to be,
Sunny days have funny ways of quieting the roar,
Is it still a blessed thing to live and live some more'

And I'm left with the truth, and I'm right in my mind,
Given some of the time, maybe never,
So I walk in these shoes when I feel it's the blues,
If it ain't, it will do, yeah, yeah, yeah.

I walk, these shoes, oh yeah.