(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood)
Woken up on mornings such as this
and thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now.
Every night for a year I've slept alone.
Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no
Got a fear of death that creeps on every night.
I know I won't die soon, but then again I might,
Water down the drain, I'm wasting away.
And doctors can't help me a ghost of a man that's me, no no
Water down the drain goes to the sea,
the pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me.
Moisture from the ocean fills the sky,
come on down to the ground as the time goes by, no no no no no
Slow down there
I never found out the reason why
why my parents had to lie
about the place that I was born
and from my hometown I was torn
at the tender age of four
I was livin' by a homemade law
I never knew when it was to be laid
My desires are never displayed
I never knew what it was to be loved
I never knew what it was to be laid
I never knew what it was to win
I never knew what it was to be loved, nonono
Ah, get on up there
I never knew what it was to be loved
I never knew what it was to be laid
Nonononono
Slow down there
