Body & Soul - The New Year

I don’t want a body

Without a soul

Here’s just one more thing

I can’t control

Like my fingers

And my mouth

Like my temper

And my doubts

That’s why I’m sorry to subject you

With the things I do

To what by now you know

is the image of you

We’re not who we thought

We were who we’re not

There are two ways to go on

To forget or not to go on

And still I’m sorry to subject you

With the things I do

To what for long you’ve known

Is the image of you