I refuse to abuse what is kind to the muse, but its there and its happening to me along the way. As we go through the snow, we can not forget our foes, but the dinner's always waiting at the table 'long the way. What you see, not for me, isn't what you plan to be, but you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way. And we'll try as we cry, and our brothers pass us by, to be strong through the ages of our tears along the way. Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know, will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way, but forget, dont regret to find love and happiness, unless your willing to be strong when they are gone along the way. Like Tommy, you are free, and you will not follow me, until we see each other once more on that path along the way. i love this song.......