It wouldn't matter how you treated me
It wouldn't matter if we talked
We could just go on day by day
Living life without a thought

The Tinman has no heart
No feelings deep inside
He may wonder why he's overlooked
But thoughts can be tossed aside

The Tinman has no soul
Happiness and sorrow he doesn't know
To leap with joy or cry in grief
Emotions The Tinman cannot show

Please let me be The Tinman
I can't live with all this pain
The hurt..the tears..the sorrow
My soul is flooded from the rain

I long to see the sunshine
Feel the warmth against my skin
My heart yearns for joy and laughter
But each day I'm still shut-in

I know what I should do
But I can't make it out the door
I've become just like The Tinman
So nothing matters anymore.....