I said hi to the lady down the corner
At the crossroads
She said "you look so lost"
I answered "I am"
Now I must go to meet her
To meet her
(to meet here)
And again and again and again and again
As I try and I try and I try
To reach out my hand
Surrounded by sand
Driving under the influence
Distracted by substances
It's sad, so sad
To reach out my hand
Sell what I have
Back to the natural order of things
Reach out my hand
Ask for some help
Reach out my hand
And ask for some help
Hold my arms
and help me save me from myself
I will change
come September
The bells are singing
and I can't seem to find my way home
So show me the way
I'll be waiting in the land of dust
The land of dust