I used to wonder why
That when it's black there is no white
And why when it's day
There is never any night.
I got talking to a soldier
Who tried to put things right.
He said if you want peace
You'll always have to fight.

I went searching in the desert
Where it just began to rain
And I met up with this drunken bum
Who said he'd lost his name.
He said, ''I put it in a bottle;
It drifted out to sea.''
I said, ''There is no water here.''
He walked away from me.

Then I asked for help
From a very clever man
Who kept looking down at his figures
He just could not understand.
I told him what the problem was,
And he said, ''Man, that's sad.
I'd like to help you, son,
But there is nothing I can add.''

My throat was getting dry
And I was feeling kinda rough
But I just kept on searching
'Til I'd just about had enough.
I cam across a doctor
Said his cure was the best.
He diagnosed my troubles,
But I did not get no rest.

I was really confused
By the things that had been said
And all the people that I'd met
Started spinning 'round my head.
I gave it up for lost
And it suddenly was clear.
The only reason you are there
Is 'cause I'm over here.