Skipping class, ****** off his ***,
Never showed and never passed
Teacher was teachin' it
But Dylan never needed it,
Writ to his own beat
And now he's free wheelin' it
On down the road
A heavy moss laden load
Sixty-one routes
And that stone keeps a-rollin',
The times keep a-changin'
The river keeps flowin'
Rainy day women
And legalized growin'
Bob cantcha spare,
A nickle or rhyme?
A solid gold medal,
Nobel poet sublime?
Sing us a song
Jingle jangle along
The Luckiest Wilbury
In the Wilbury throng
Singin' so right
It must be wrong
Keep doin' your thang
You'll never get gonged

I spend too many nights thinking
Wondering, writing, dreaming
Of someone who doesn't even think of me

Where I've been I don't want to go b--k
What I've seen I can't re--act
All moves on
All goes to past
H---ing on to dreams
Tales that never l---

Not just the gravity want me ,not to leave earth
I found you too want me to stay!!

Sometimes we find people, coming to talk to us , only when they need help!
But always think that they are seeking light from you,when they are amidst darkness...