How many days will the wet weather last?   I want to know will the clouds, when they roll back   Reveal a man in an old mac   Living on a park bench, sitting on his own?      Cut to the rain as it runs down the glass   Eventually through the lightning and thunder   We see a man going under   This is how it happens, this is what he said      I don't need love   Though temptation is sweet   Give me your hand   'Til I'm back on my feet      You're always telling me   About my misery   I've seen things you'll never see   Don't pity me      Focus in on the breath of a man   Who takes a brown paper bag from his knapsack   Between his whispers and wise cracks   He's looking for permission, screaming at the sky      I don't need love   Though temptation is sweet   Give me your hand   'Til I'm back on my feet      You're always telling me   About my misery   I've seen things you'll never see   Don't pity me      I'll be right again   Be upright without you   I'll stand up again   Kick up a fuss again too      Cut back again to a girl walking by   Until the feet that are all shoes and no socks   Climb an invisible soap box   Laughing at the traffic, shouting at the world      I don't need love   Though temptation is sweet   Give me your hand   'Til I'm back on my feet      You're always telling me   About my misery   I've seen things you'll never see   Don't pity me      I'll stand up again   Kick up a fuss again too   I'll be right again   Be upright without you      We see a life through the eyes of a man   As he live and he dies by a simple tattoo      I'll be back again   When I land on my feet   I'll stand up again   Kick up a fuss again, wouldn't you?      Well, there you go, though we tried hard to know him   It's there on his face, he's a case where there's clearly no hope      Give me your hand again   'Til I land again      His face starts to fade as we pull down the shade   And the picture we made is in glorious cinema scope      I'll be back   I'll be back      I'll be back