(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood)

Woken up on mornings such as this

and thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now.

Every night for a year I've slept alone.

Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no



Got a fear of death that creeps on every night.

I know I won't die soon, but then again I might,

Water down the drain, I'm wasting away.

And doctors can't help me a ghost of a man that's me, no no



Water down the drain goes to the sea,

the pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me.

Moisture from the ocean fills the sky,

come on down to the ground as the time goes by, no no no no no



Slow down there



I never found out the reason why

why my parents had to lie

about the place that I was born

and from my hometown I was torn

at the tender age of four

I was livin' by a homemade law



I never knew when it was to be laid

My desires are never displayed

I never knew what it was to be loved

I never knew what it was to be laid

I never knew what it was to win

I never knew what it was to be loved, nonono



Ah, get on up there



I never knew what it was to be loved

I never knew what it was to be laid



Nonononono

Slow down there