| D | C | G | D | |
| See the sun how bri | ght it is it | never was be | fore |
| D | C | G | |
| See the sun it shi | nes right through my | door but no-ones's there |
| D | D7 | G | Gm | |
| I see | warm smiles I | never gave | reflecting in the | air |
| D | G | D | G | D | |
| All the things I wa | nt today | All the things I w | asted on the | way |
| D | C | G | D | |
| See the earth how | sweet it smells I d | on't know how it f | eels |
| C | G | |
| See the earth it | slips beneath my | heels as I pass thru |
| D | D7 | G | Gm | |
| I see | tears that I | never shed in | every drop of | dew |
| D | G | D | G | D | |
| All the things I | want today | All the things I | wasted on the | way |
| Em | D | |
| Hear the skies singing | songs I could have played |
| Am | C | G | |
| Too busy talking to | prove that I | was not afraid |
| D | C | G | D | |
| See this dried up | broken straw it's | turning to | rot |
| C | G | |
| See this dried up | broken straw forg | otten left behind |
| D | D7 | G | Gm | |
| I see | things that I | never done a b | lowing in the | wind |
| D | G | D | G | D | |
| All the things I | want today | All the things I | wasted on the | way |
| Copyright 1970 Blackwood Music/Patian Musix/Jackelope Publishing Co. |
| From The Untitled LP |