Lyrics:

Early morning underneath the city,
In a tunnel calling rescue me,
I come from the mountain i return again,
Without a tear, naturally Girl like to smile half the time,
Boys are the trouble all the time,
Sitting in their pockets just a dime
Lifting heavy spirits from the slime
No one likes a heartache or the kind,
Everyones a problem sometimes,
Flipping over secrets day and night,
Flipping out our insides, what a fright.