His Work And Nothing More

This is not the man I knew
There's something deeply troubling you
How long do you plan to hide away here?

This increasing isolation
Only adds to your frustration
And it could endanger your career

John, I don't need you to turn on me as well
More than ever now I need a friend
Can't you see and don't you know I've been through hell?
Don't condemn what you don't comprehend

Henry, I'm not questioning your motives here
But is what you're seeking worth the price?
You've turned your back on everything you once held dear
You're choosing to ignore your friend's advice

You have your work
And nothing more
You are possessed
What is your demon?
You've never been
This way before
You've lost the fire
You built your dream on

There's something strange
There's something wrong
I see a change
It's like when love dies
I who have known you for so long
I see the pain in your eyes

There was a time
You lived your life
And no one lived
The way that you did
You had a plan
You found a wife
You saw your world
As very few did

You had it all
The overall
You seemed to know
Just what to live for
But now it seems
You don't at all
You have your work nothing more

You have your work
And nothing more
You are possessed
What is your demon?
You've never been
This way before
You've lost the fire
You built your dream on
There's something strange
There's something wrong
I see a change
It's like when love dies
I who have known you
For so long
I see the pain in your eyes

Father, you know Henry won't just walk away
The only way he knows is straight ahead

Lisa, you've not heard a single word I've said
My fear is he's in over his head
He could lose control and that I dread
There has been talk
They say he's gone too far
He's locked himself away in his own world
Pursuing this insanity

It is his work

It's more than work
He is obsessed
The man is driven

Just give him time
I ask no more
His work's a crime to be forgiven

There's something strange
Unless I'm blind
I see a change
Of a bizarre kind

There's not at all
Don't be unkind
The problem's all in your mind

He has his work
And nothing more
He is obsessed
The man is driven

Just give him time
I ask no more
His work's a crime
To be forgiven

There's something strange
Unless I'm blind
I see a change
Of a bizarre kind

There's not at all
Don't be unkind
The problem's all in your mind

Still, I pray
Every day
Henry may
Find his way
I pray he
May find
His way

I will pray
Every day
Henry may
Find his way
I pray he
May find
His Way