I'm sitting here on the phone
Just listening to the dial tone
And if I dial I hope I find nobody home

I've been in pain unceasing and I tried to deep-breathe
The shape and texture makes a bottomless seethe
I can't take the murk, so whatever works
I'll take what you've got, to tame a beast I serve

I'm been loving, been loving, you
With a little help, from, the meds
With a little help from some, sympathetic souls
Embraced in a tender loving hold and it's got me on this road
I've been straight-ahead, out the bed
Straight up and down off the ground
With a little help from some, sympathetic souls
Embraced with a loving tender hold

I'd rather feel nothing than this   
Wanted to stop feeling
Oh we've all had that wish
At the edges, at the margins
This feeling starts creeping in
Gets worse and worse, more and more
But my dull eyes have brightened,
oh they're brighter

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): BRUCE HORNSBY