I look at you now; You're in the eye of my mind; Thinking maybe I woke up, and it's 1969; And you just broke up the band; Had it all in the palm of your hand; But you didn't want none; Sitting on top of the world looking down; You said – "Baby, I'd rather be free"; And I'm walking down; A London street in the rain; You just happened to pass by; And you stopped to say; "Nothing ever just happens, it's all part of a bigger plan"; You had this idea ; About god being here all the time; Watching us; Words that you said linger on in my head; As I go again through the motions; Taking my time; Realizing that I'm just a ripple on the ocean of life; You used to say; At the end of the day; All the words that we said will be washed away; And all that remains will be echoes of the music we play; The opening chord of "my sweet lord"; On my car radio on the highway,; Still makes me feel like I knew you for real; And I'm glad you crossed my way in life.; I look at you now; You're in the eye of my mind; Thinking maybe I woke up…; 