Vārdi: Leslie Phillips. Down.

Down, I hit the dirt when I see who you really are
Down, all my strength leaves me like a falling star

Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you
Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you

Down, comes my religion like leaves on winter trees
Down, down, you come to me with your love
On hands and knees

Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you
Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you

Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you
Cut to the heart, I am opened up like a wound
Shattered convictions I thought were reflecting you