Billy tells his hard luck story No one here can deny it But Billy wants much more And no one here can supply it He's standing on the stone And everyone here passes by it He's being called a martyr Billy says, "I always knew it, But then again it's not what you do It's the way you do it." He's standing on the stone All alone and going thru it Looking at the world thru one eye And covering both his ears He believes in half of what he sees And none of what he hears He's standing on the stone It seems that he's been standing here for years He never gives his heart away He leaves to room to get in He says. "Love is just alright But I don't really fit in," He's standing on the stone Holding on and holding it in It's another loaded question And there's nothing more to say So come on, Billy, lay your Burden down, let it lay You're standing on the stone That someday soon is going to roll away