Manic

I'm twisting, I'm turning I'm drowning, I'm learning That it's not how it seems A shoulder to lean on A moment and it's gone It's not how it seems Not how it seems There's a mountain too high to climb There's a cave in which I'd like To spend time and hide There's a mountain out of sight I'm fading, I'm graceful I'm chasing, I'm undone It's vile and it's magic I'm happy, I'm manic I'm happy, I'm manic I'm happy, I'm manic There's a mountain too high to climb There's a cave in which I'd like To spend time and hide There's a mountain out of sight There's a mountain out of sight