Low Road

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 I had reached the end

An old and lonely man

Saw me sittin' on the curb

He reached out an 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've gotta roll down

Before you find your way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill

You've gotta climb up

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've got to get up off that street

And stop looking at your feet

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've gotta roll down

Before you find your way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill

You've gotta climb up

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 it's a low, low road

We gotta roll down

Before we find our way, my friend

And it's a high, high hill

We've gotta climb up

Before we get to the top again

Low, low, low

Yes, it's a low, low road

We gotta roll down

It's a low, low road

We gotta roll down

Said, It's a low, low road

We gotta roll down

It's a low, low road

We gotta roll down

Yes, it's a low, low road

We gotta roll down