You cold and you over,
You over and you down,
The friends you have chosen ,
And the ties you have wore often,
No longer hold you,
I be around.
You up now and you bored,
You bored cause you crowned,
The morning that you blow it,
The kingdom you allowed grew it,
When no one wants to know it,
I will be around.
You come to me now ,
with you hair hanging down,
You arms around my knees ,
and you tears fall to my feet,
And you ask me,
Please...please...please...
Please...please...please....
Please...please...please.....