I lost everything, I fell out of a daydream

At the door of a long-lost friend

And I cried aloud without an inch of pride

I knew that I had reached the end

An old and lonely man saw me sitting on the curb

He reached out and he took my hand

He said, "I know your song, and I know your name

And there was a time that I felt the same"

But it's a low, low road you gotta roll down

Low road

Before you find your way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up

High hill

Before you get to the top again

I held on so dearly

To the wrong things in my life

And now I see so clearly

I was walking into my own knife

You gotta get up off that street and stop looking at your feet

And take a hold of something real

This old man took my hand

He looked at me and said, "Little girl, I understand"

That it's a low, low road you gotta roll down

Low road

Before you find your way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up

High hill

Before you get to the top again

There was a time that I thought that I knew it all

And there was a place that I thought I could call my home

But it all came crashing down, and I looked around

And I knew that things would never be the same

And I knew, be a

And it's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

Before we find our way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill we gotta climb up

High hill

Before we get to the top again

Low, low, low

Low road

Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

It's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

Said it's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

It's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down

Low road

It's a low, low road

Low road

It's a low, low road

Low road

Low road