Lyrics:
All this talk of getting oldIs getting me down my loveLike a cat in a bagWaiting to drownThis time i've calmed downAnd i know your thinking of meAs you lay down on your sideNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know i'll see your face againand now the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know i'll see your face againBut I know i'm on a loosing streakAs I pass down by your streetAnd if you want a showJust let me knowAnd I'll sing in your ear againNow the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I Know i'll see your face againSo baby, OhhhhIf Heaven callsI'm coming tooJust like you saidWhen you leave my lifeI'm better off deadAll this talk of getting oldIs getting me down my loveLike a cat in the bagWaiting to drownThis time i'm holding on.Drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know i'll see your face againSo baby, ohhhhhIf Heaven callsI'm comming tooAnd like you saidIf you leave my lifeI'm better off deadBut if you want a showJust let me knowAnd I'll sing in your ear againNow that the drugs don't workThey just make you worseBut I know I'll see your face again(x4)Never comming downNever comming down no more (x2)yea, I know i'll see your face again