Behind Blue Eyes

No one knows what it's like
to be the Bad Man
to be the Sad Man
Behind Blue Eyes

No one knows what it's like
to be Hated, to be Faded
To telling only Lies

But my Dreams
They aren't as Empty
As my Conscience seems to be

I have Hours, only Lonely
My Love is Vengeance
That's never FREE
Townsend 1970