I am grounded, oh, but I have wings to fly I don't use 'em, I just look up in the sky I keep them hidden bound up in a coat and tie 'Til the world is ready for a man with wings to fly And I will fly someday, I'll break these feet of clay And I'll be on my way, my way I am feeling though I do not shed a tear My eyes are dusty, though I have faced my fear of fears I am shaken by the coming on of years I am a feeling man but I cannot shed a tear But I will cry someday, I'll break these eyes of clay And I'll be on my way, my way someday I am loving though I make my bed alone I've had lovers but I have no one of my own But I could feed her from the garden I have grown I am a loving man but I make my bed alone And I will love someday, I will break this heart of clay Yeah and I'll be on my way, my way and I will love someday I'll break these feet and these eyes and this heart of clay And I'll be on my way, my way someday, someday