(Robert Lamm)
Please won't you sing me
A thing that will bring me right into the sky

If you would play it
Just lay it down, say, it will help me get by
Something to move me

Remove me and grove me, you want to know why?
I'm so tired of oldiess
And moldies and goldies, that I want to cry

Can you play free
Or in three of agree to attempt something new
The people need you

A seed that will lead to a hit by Varese