In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name.

Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed.

When I met you halfway to a place we call madness,

With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair.

In the dusty playground where I first saw your face.

Like a music chair dance, we keep changing our place.

Well there's nothing to hold, in a place we call madness.

Where the water runs cold, then the water runs dry.

How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you.

I listen to a voice of reason while I sleep

It tells me to question all the promises that I keep.

When I met you halfway to a place we call madness,

With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair.

How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you.