Coulda been a writer, shoulda been a novelist coulda been something, anything other than this Turn the light on now, turn the light on Room so dark without, room so dark without love Shoulda been a healer, and gone to Africa magic medicine, that'll clear it all up Put away the hunger now, put away the hunger World so dark without, world so dark without love But night comes, quiet as a cat I lie awake considering I consider till my mind grows fat Don't know nothing bout the weight of the world but the weight on my brain's sure intact and maybe I'm good at that Coulda been a pundit, coulda been Uncle Sam shoulda been holy, a political holy man Shift the gears now, turn the wheels of change Land so dark without, land so dark without love (but that's another kind of healer) Chorus And I'll never be an Olympic star I'm not that strong, I can't run that far I'll never die on the silver screen I'm not that brave, not much hero in me Coulda been a thinker, coulda been a philosopher More like a tinkerer, a philosophical amateur Turn the light on now, turn the light on World so dark without, world so dark