Who Can See It

I've been held up,
I've been run down
I can see quite clearly now
through those past years,
when I played towing the line.
I only ask, that what I feel,
should not be denied me now,
As it's been earned, and
I have seen my life belongs to me
My love belongs to who can see it

I've lived in fear,
I've been out there,
I've been 'round and
seen my share
of this sad world
And all the hate,
that it's stirred
I only ask,
that what I know,
should not be denied me now
As it's been learned,
And I have seen my life belongs to me
My love belongs to who can see it

I only ask, that what I feel,
should not be denied me now
As it's been earned, and
I have seen my life belongs to me

My love belongs to who can see it.

My love belongs to who . . .

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