On The Floor
When the lights go down in the city, getting real lowSettling in my room, I'm unnoticedWhen the still comes in through my window, letting me goI feel a calm, come over me, on the floor
On the floorWhere the rats all come away cleanThere on the floorWhere the children all stomped and screamed straight out the doorWell I find myself on my kneesBegging please
When the lights go down in the city and everyone goes, to their roomWalking the trail to dreamlandWhen the lights go down in the city, something is roaringI find myself waiting to believe
On the floorWhere the mice call shots in the corner that's where I'll beWhen the crickets come home and sing their symphonyWell I find myself on my kneesBegging please
On the floorFacing the things I've done here on the floorWhere the years have gathered and run that's where I'll beAnd I find myself on my kneesBegging please