This is a message and a calling So, get up and gather around, everyone. I'm withering. Dying. Trembling from trying. Barely crawling. What can be done? What will be done? NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME HOW HEAVY THIS LIFE WAS GONNA BE Here stands a silver lined believer. Not believing. A rosy-eyed dreamer awakening Into a moment when hands are not given to the needing What will become Of this needing one? NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME HOW HEAVY THIS LIFE WAS GONNA BE If I can just hold on Until the morning dawns And nothing remains but a better day And my song… Will sing of the weighed down times now behind me. And I'll be moving. And I'll be grooving. NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME NOBODY TOLD ME HOW HEAVY THIS LIFE WOULD BE HOW HEAVY THIS LIFE WOULD BE But I keep pushing on Everyday's getting heavier and heavier Heavier and heavier Everyday's getting heavier and heavier Heavier and heavier