He said you gotta get a hold of this,
You gotta get right with this
You've got to find a place that you can call stable
You gotta walk to the mountain's base
And find a climbing place
Before these cards all blow away off your table
And I have tried to find
Through these blurry lines
What I can't see through glasses of wine
Come hold me saving grace.
I'm shaking again
But I walk to the sidewalk's edge
Staring straight ahead
Knowing taking two more steps would mean freedom
Then I saw his face
My hands start to quake
And I go back to the place that I came from
And I have tried to find
Through these blurry lines
What I can't see through glasses of wine
Come heal me saving grace.
I'm shaking again
He said I'm not gonna live this way
For another day
You've got to find a place that you can call stable.
So now I'm calling on your name
I've put away the blame.
Help me find a place that I can call stable.
