You try, you try, you strivenYou aim to pleasenBut nobody cares, nobody seesnI have a taste for talent wastednOh, waste it on me, waste it on mennChorus:nBury your shovel by the doornNail your hammer to the floornThis job is for a gentle handnYou have so much love to givenAnd I am here to welcome itnAs long as you’ve got time to spendnAnd Ill be the kind of work…nThat appreciates your handsnnVerse 2:nYou’re a hero gone to wastenUntouched, unusedn(But) I’ve never beennThis beautifully rescuednMedals on your chest No one salutesnI am in debt; I don’t deserve you