There were days when I would say:
"I could"
I believed I could part the sea
If you needed room

Ask me sweetly to set the sun
And darling I could lift it just on my arm
There were days, love
That I [bad word] believed that I could

But now I’m worn out
But now I’m worn out
But now I’m worn out

Little people just knock you down
And I see
My love lying on the ground
Looking in disbelief at me

I just weep and cross myself
Because God knows I've got nothing left
The [bad word] is a lie
Out of me
 [bad word] believed that I could...
But now I’m worn out
Now I’m worn out
Now I’m worn out

Now I’m worn out
Now I’m worn out
Now I’m worn out...