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 . . .