Lyrics:

Clapton

Life in the city is a cul-de-sac
Everybody wears a two faced mask
Trade virtues in a thin disguise
That's why they can't look you in the eye
Making money is a means to an end
But all that money cannot buy good friends
Caught in the tangle of your own self doubt
Hope nobody gonna find you out

You're gonna have to trust somebody
You can't go flying with a broken wing
All you've gotta do is call on me
We are gonna be the best of friends
The only way you're ever gonna work things out
Is turn away from the fears and doubts

You're looking helpless as a refugee
There's so many things you just can't see
Can't trade emotions on an I.O.U.
You're gonna find that the joke's on you
Gold diggers at the midnight mass
Sell their souls away for cold hard cash
All of us strangers from the twilight zone
Got no direction and we can't find home

You're gonna have to trust somebody
You can't go flying with a broken wing
All you've gotta do is call on me
We are gonna be the best of friends
The only way you're ever gonna work things out
Is turn away from the fears and doubts