Every year is the same, and I feel it again. I´m a loser - no chance to win. Leaves start falling. Come down is calling. Loneliness starts sinking it. But I´m one. I am one. And I can see that this is me. And I will be, you´ll see, I´m the one. Where do you get those blue, blue jeans ? Faded patched secret so tight. Where do you get that walk, oh, so lean ? Your shoes and your shirts...All just right. But I´m one. I am one. And I can see that this is me. And I will be, you´ll see, I´m the one. I got a Gibson without a case. But I can´t get that even tanned look on my face. I´ll fitting clothes. I blend in the crowd. Fingers so clumsy, voice too loud. But I´m one. I am one. And I can see that this is me. And I will be, you´ll see, I´m the one. I´m the one. I´m the one.

( Lyrics : " I´m one ", The Who )

And I can see, and I feel , and I will be.