I met a wise man, named Mister Hank
I went to his store, because I had  no money in the bank
But a broken laptop to sell, and an empty stomach

The door was locked, but he let me in still
He said "Sit down son, talk if you will
Because you look like you've got some troubles"
I sat down across from him, and felt my stubble
And then I felt my stomach rumble
Looking right down at my shoes

He said "When I talk young man, I want you to look me in the eye
And I figured he thought what I was saying was a lie
When I was trying to talk about my broken laptop

But I couldn't have been any more wrong,
He just looked like an old time song
That's seen it's share of plays
And wanted to help me out

I told him how I write, and how I sing
And he said "It's good that you've found the thing
You really have a passion for."

"The thing that this world lacks is drive,
But I see the spark in your eye,
The kick in your side
And I know you're gonna make it out there"

We talked about drugs, and we talked about love
Everything we were taught, and the concept of
The things we were taught to believe

But the most important things, that I learned from him,
Is you can't spread happiness, if you don't have it within
"It's a sad fact son, but look out for number one,
Because sometimes love can't carry you through,
All the cold winters and the midnight blues
Just take a step back for a while, and maybe you'll find a better view"

It's just one of them things that'll do you right
An old soul with some good advice,
Sometimes, that's just all you need.