Fall down
Kiss the ground once again
This mire too often my heart`s desire
Pick me up
Dust me off once again
This mire too often my heart`s desire
I create my own shame
Put a muzzle on my mouth when I get so very anxious
So very anxious again
Better off if things were left unsaid
Tomorrow`s sorrows waiting there once again
The silver pinholes of the night refuse to sing their starry song tonight
Goodnight
(Well always go back, but not this time)