THE MAN - Written by Carroll Bryant
As the sun goes slowly down
He tries to understand
Living in memories
With a bottle in his hand
Did he just grow up too fast?
Was the price too much to pay?
He keeps on living in his past
As he lives from day to day
Has he lost all control?
Does his heart now call his hand?
Now that he has let her know
Will she ever love the man
Doesn't anybody even try to even understand?
What do people really say when they talk about the man?
As he thinks about the girls
He once knew at one time
With lots of thought behind it
He is sure in his mind
That he really fell in love
With the girl of all girls
But she just don't believe it
But the man is really sure
The man isn't crazy
The man ain't insane
The man is just tired
Of playing the same old games
So as the sun goes slowly down
He takes another drink
Trying to recollect
What he's made himself believe
That she really cares
For him as he does for her
Knowing he's just dreaming
Knowing it's absurd
The man isn't crazy
The man ain't insane
The man is just tired
Of playing the same old games
Doesn't anybody even try to even understand?
What do people really see when they think about the man?
Doesn't anybody even try to even understand?
What do people really say when they talk about the man?