The Poor Man

To measure up to what a man should be Ooh - I'm not a lone messiah To break new ground forever reaching higher Can you help a blind man see? Am I so poor? Is there no shame? Where can a Poor Man hide? Living on borrowed time With my hands tied Where can this Poor Man hide? I set myself a goal that was unreal Then deftly lost a part of me No fortune left to conquer my desire No gain no opportunity I'm falling I'm breaking I'm bleeding I'm seeking Counting through the days Finding other ways Am I so poor? Is there no shame? Where can a Poor Man hide? Living on borrowed time With my hands tied Where can this Poor Man hide? So now - look inside If I live, if I die Makes no difference - if I die For my beliefs they will prevail If I succeed or if I fail For this Poor Man's tale