Shook my head out of dreams reality's calling
The early bird's been up all morning
But I've got no notion of moving from where I am
Though my legs won't move I feel disabled
I'm on a shelf an article labeled
Waiting for someone to fetch me from lost and found

I'm down, no one to hear me calling
I'm down, no one to see me falling
I'm down

Had my ways with days of sunshine
Life came easy, it all fell in line
But then again I didn't realize
When you're used to one thing it's hard to accept another
Like the woman who brought you up well
She ain't your mother
How do you cope with a thing like that

I'm down, no one to hear me calling
I'm down, no one to see me falling
I'm down

I always thought it was my dad who went to war
Thought it was my sister who fell off the wall
My pseudo brother Billy emigrated long ago
Someone went through' pain to have me
Someone I should know, I'm down

I'm down

To the folks who brought me up I'm not ungrateful
Kept the secret from me they thought it was shameful
It hurt me so to be the last one to know
Maybe someone's out there looking for me
Left on their own couldn't afford to clothe me
And I, I don't even know my real name

I'm down, no one to hear me calling
I'm down, no one to see me falling
I'm down, I'm down, I'm down

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Writer(s): ALAN CLARKE, TERRY SYLVESTER, TONY HICKS