From the recording will try
hey, look at you my dear: from out here, things look clear. you turned around to talk to someone, and found nobody there. so you walk out alone, and you walk home alone. open the door a crack. never to go back. boxes falling to the floor I thought I'd thrown out long before. but I won't be afraid. no, I won't be afraid. how could you see a different moon? there's only one to find. strawberries will come in june, and maybe you'll be fine. "will try, I will try, I will."