Coming down
From feeling strong
It was not long
For you to tear me down.
When I was I small
I was a clown
I got down
To ward evil off.
And though still small
And meek
I cannot speak
I'll sing your song.
I'll sing your song -
I'll sing your song.
Coming down
From being cool
It was not the truth
Whatchoo say now.
When I was tall
I was a force
I took my course
And you still play games.
And though I be
A brooding thing
I know it's better to sing
I'll sing your song.
I'll sing your song -
I'll sing your song.
