Low Road

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

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

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

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

I held on so dearly

To the wrong things in my life

But now I see so clearly

I was walking into my own knife

You've got to get up off that street

Stop looking at your feet

And take a hold of something real

And 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

And there was a time that I thought that I knew it all

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

But it all came crashing down and I looked around

And I knew that things would never be the same

Low, low road you 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

It's a low, low road you 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

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

Ah-ooh, ah-ooh

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

It's a low, low road