Carry on my wayward son There2ll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more
Once I rose above the noise and confusion Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion I was soaring ever higher But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see, I still was a blind man Though my mind could think, I still was a mad man I hear the voices when I2m dreaming I can hear them say
Carry on, my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry no more
Masquerading as a man with a reason My charade is the event of the season And if I claim to be a wise man, well It surely means that I don2t know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion Tossed about, I2m like a ship on the ocean I set a course for winds of fortune But I hear the voices say
Carry on, my wayward son There'll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don2t you cry no more Oh!
Carry on, you will always remember Carry on, none can equal the splendor Now your life's no longer empty Surely heaven waits for you
Carry on, my wayward son There2ll be peace when you are done Lay your weary head to rest Don't you cry (Don2t you cry no more)