I lost everything, I fell out of a daydream
At the door of a long-lost friend
And I cried aloud without an inch of pride
I knew that I had reached the end
An old and lonely man saw me sitting on the curb
He reached out and he took my hand
He said, "I know your song, and I know your name
And there was a time that I felt the same"
But it's a low, low road you gotta roll down (low road)
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up (high hill)
Before you get to the top again
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
I held on so dearly
To the wrong things in my life
And now I see so clearly
I was walking into my own knife
You gotta get up off that street
And stop looking at your feet and take a hold of something real
This old man took my hand
He looked at me and said, "Little girl, I understand"
That it's a low, low road you gotta roll down (low road)
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up (high hill)
Before you get to the top again
There was a time that I thought that I knew it all
And there was a place that I thought I could call my home
But it all came crashing down, and I looked around
And I knew that things would never be the same
And it's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
Before we find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill we've gotta climb up (high hill)
Before we get to the top again
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Low, low, low (low road)
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
Said it's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down (low road)
It's a low, low road (low road)
It's a low, low road (low road, low road)
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