In a closet, in a corner of my mind

There's a thought there, that occurs to me sometimes

What you look for isn't always what you find, no no

But the pleasure is the fun I get from trying

It's a measure of your mettle what you settle for

It's your drive to get the most from what you think you are

So tell me what you are

In a wallet, in a pocket of my mind

Lies my fortune, all I've got to spend is time

In a mirror, in a room up in my mind

I can see things, yeah, even though my eyes are blind

One, two, one, two, three

Oh, I may be blind but I still can see

I can see your face, oh Lord