Way I Am

The other night I had a crazy dream

'Bout a man in a fishing hat selling magazines

All the way from Kingston he'd worked his way down

I bought him a drink on the night they kicked him out of town

He said, "You know I don't like the way I am."

"No, I don't like the way I am."

And I saw an old fisherman out swayin' on a dock

Swigging a jug of something and a string of fish that he had caught

His wife had left him just a week before

She packed up her bags and waltzed on out the door

She said, "You know I don't like the way I am."

"No, I don't like the way I am."

And then she cried

And you and me walked down the shores of our youth

Chasing the sunrise, challenging the truth

It's all so distant now I've seen too many lies

Turning my vision into crumbling demise

Makes me wanna say

You know I don't like the way I am

No, I don't like the way I am

But I'm gonna change the way I am

I'm gonna change the way I am