I´m going down won´t you help me save me from myself I hear the sound of a memory maybe time will tell
Suddenly my life is like a river taking me places I don´t want to go but like all good men who swim too well it takes all that I have just to cry for help then that voice in my head tells me no
I´m going down won´t you help me save me from myself I look around for a fantasy maybe who can tell?
let me live my life beside the river take me to places where a child can grow and then maybe the boy inside will forsake me
maybe the child in me will just let me go
I´m going down the cold, cold water is rushing in I´m going down and I would beg to be forgiven