Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Look At Yourself
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Ken Hensley

Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Lead Vocals/Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums
Teddy Osei/Mack Tontoh/Loughty Amao - Percussion

I see you running
Don't know what
You're running from
Nobody's coming
What'd you do that was so wrong

Look back and turn back
Look at yourself
Don't be afraid, just
Look at yourself

If you need assistance
Or if all you need is love
There's no point in hiding
Tell me what you're frightened of

You've got a friend, just
Look at yourself
Don't be afraid, just
Look at yourself

I Wanna Be Free
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

As I wake up everyday
With no new songs to play
Feeling like I ought to
Pack my bag and run
My imagination flies
To some other sunny skies
Where I felt so good
And everything was done

And my time was my own
And my heart felt so free

I don't mind a little rain
But it doesn't seem the same
When the clouds shut out
Your beauty from my eyes
There's a storm inside my head
And I know it doesn't lead
To a clearer day
When nobody will cry

I can't stand here alone
And I need to be free

So bring fire and bring steel
For you know the way I feel
Bring a silver horse
To carry me away
I'm no stranger, I'm a friend
And my pain will never end
Till the world will let us
Live our lives as one

And our time is our own
And our hearts can be free

I wanna be free ...

July Morning
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
David Byron /Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums
Manfred Mann - Moog Synthesizer

There I was on a July morning
Looking for love
With the strength
Of a new day dawning
And the beautiful sun

At the sound
Of the first bird singing
I was leaving for home
With the storm
And the night behind me
And a road of my own

With the day came the resolution
I'll be looking for you
La la la la ...

I was looking for love
In the strangest places
Wasn't a stone
That I left unturned
Must have tried more
Than a thousand faces
But not one was aware
Of the fire that burned

In my heart, in my mind, in my soul
La la la la ...

In my heart, in my mind, in my soul
La la la la ...

There I was on a July morning
I was looking for love
With the strength
Of a new day dawning
And the beautiful sun

And at the sound
Of the first bird singing
I was leaving for home
With the storm
And the night behind me
Yeah, and a road of my own

With the day came the resolution
I'll be looking for you
La la la la ...

Tears In My Eyes
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Guitar
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

I thought no-one could keep us
From sharing the rest of our lives
Like a fool I believed you were true
And had no disguise

There's a clear blue sky outside
And the summer is fine
But with tears in my eyes
I'm no longer
Pretending you're mine

It's the same weary story
Of a woman abusing her man
So I have to forget you
Though I'm not even sure if I can

Shadows Of Grief
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
David Byron /Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

You're looking at me
Like I must be mad
But I've been through all this before
You'll kick and kick until I'm down
So don't think you're
Comin' past my door, oh no

You think that love is such a pain
So the more it hurts
The more you laugh
Just take it and
Shake it up and down
Till you think you've had enough
But you won't get enough of my love

If you want to carry on
In the same old way
treating everyone like a piece of dirt
Just take it and
Break it and throw it away
There won't be anyone left to hurt

North, South, East and West
Wherever you go
You'll find the same
And the only way you'll ever learn
Is to realize that you're to blame

What Should Be Done
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

So you think
You found a way of living
That prevents
You losing any sleep
Well, my friend
Take this that I'm giving
It's your piece of mind
You oughta keep

You'll run into trouble for sure
By living behind a locked door

Will you run the risk
Of being taunted
By doing what you wanna do
Or do you prefer to have
Your whole life haunted
By the ones who
Choose to care for you

Beware of their motives my friend
Take care
You're still there at the end

Watch out for winter
It'll bite you with cold
Black spirits trying hard
To bribe you with gold

Would you steal a nickel
From a blind man
Well, right now
I do believe you would
It's not the thought of you
Doing it that hurts me
It's the mind behind it
What's no good

If this is your way
I don't wanna know
It's only so far I can go

I won't go no further
Not for you or anyone
I have my own ideas on
What should be done

What should be done

Love Machine
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
Mick Box /David Byron /Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

Lovely little lady
You got me on the run
You're a love machine
And you say that I'm your gun

But I don't care
'Cause I've got to know 

She said she were a loser
The kind that came off worse
So I had to try hard
To satisfy your thirst

But I don't care
'Cause I've got to know 

The only time she's happy
Is when the bullets fly
And she'll make you
Feel you're better
Than any other guy
And I don't care
'Cause I've got to know 

Lovely little lady
You got me on the run
You're a love machine

And I'm trying to be your gun
And I don't care
'Cause I've got to know

What's Within My Heart
Look At Yourself (October 1971)
(out-take)
Ken Hensley

David Byron - Lead Vocals
Mick Box - Lead Guitar
Ken Hensley - Keyboards
Paul Newton - Bass
Ian Clarke - Drums

Will I never see again
The smiling faces of my friends
Could it be they've gone completely
And though thoughts will linger
Sweetly in my heart

May I hear once more
The bird calls my name
May I be permitted just one friend
To share my game

The one who doesn't give a damn
For what I seem to be
And really cares for what I am and
What's within my heart

I believe the sun will shine
And I know that given time
The leaves will blow tumble and
Cry upon the autumn stone below

And my heart grows tired each day
As the sun grow cold
Weary uninspired each day
Til the story is told

You gave your love to one
Who only wants
What you seem to be
And doesn't really care for you or
What's within your heart

On my grave lay one black rose
Do this for me but don't suppose
Because I'm gone, my soul is dead
For I'll be here in spirit
And our love once more

There must be a heart somewhere
In need of the love I have
That will reach out in sincerety and
Take my life in hand

Then I'll know it's not some one
Who wants just what I seem to be
The one who cares
For what I am and
What's within my heart

What's within my heart ...