Cruel to Be Kind

Well I done my time in the jail of your mind And I dug all I could toward the good of your kind Oh they say it's better to be twisted black and blue Chopped down like an old wooden tree and planted new Than it is to spend a lifetime in the jail of your mind But you don't have to be cruel to be kind And you don't have to be a fool to be blind And you don't have to be a down and out To be down sometimes Well her dreams were full of dreams like leaves in the wind Scattered to the edges of the world and then they're back again Woah, there's more to me than you can see from here, my friends Here, there are no why's, so why must you pretend But I hear my critics laugh, he's my only friend And you don't have to be cruel to be kind And you don't have to be a fool to be blind And you don't have to be a down and out To be down sometimes And now that I'm free from the jail of your mind And I feel rather tied like a crying child And I wanted to be better than the rest New kind of man, lot more than blood and flesh But now I'm left on my own in the jail of my mind And you don't have to be cruel to be kind And you don't have to be a fool to be blind And you don't have to be a down and out To be down sometimes And you don't have to be cruel to be kind And you don't have to be a fool to be blind And you don't have to be a down and out To be down sometimes