How many times must I get up Look out and see the same old view How many times must I wear the same old things And hear the same old things that I do, I do How many times must I clean this face my face And how many times must I shine my shoes, oh Lord How many times must I drink the same old drink And dream the same old dreams that I do Because I, I know one thing There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain But for your line and mine I want that loving again How many times must I pass your place. your place And how many times must I follow you, you How many times must I see the same old things When all I should be seeing is you Because I, I know one thing There ain't nothing that could ever ease the pain But for your line and mine