Dougie Maclean It's Not For Me
It was one summer morning when an old friend called in
He said I'm going to build a big house for all the little children
And I've sold all I had because of things I have seen
It's just the good and the bad nothing in between
And it's not for me that I'm trying to say what I mean
It's not for me that I'm changing the way I have been
And it's not for me that believing flies into the light
I will follow her flight
The media saints with their journalist jibe
Their broadcasting taints almost the whole of our lives
And the story will break and as it's spun into view
The sacrifice that we make trades the false with the true
And it's not for me that I'm trying to say what I mean
It's not for me that I'm changing the way I have been
And it's not for me that believing flies into the light
I will follow her flight
