C
I was born on the first day of December
                                G
That means the beginning of the end
Between the last in the line of an emotional time
                                C
And the patriarchal rash in the wind

And I'm overwhelmed at the range of emotion
I can ride in some high, lonesome sound
I get so low I need a little pick-me-up
I get so high I need a bring-me-down
F               G               C
I get so high I need a bring-me-down

(C)
And when I'm high above the sea of love
                        F
With the stars of Leo shining
                G                       C
Well, that's a long way to fall into the blue
                F                       G
But it's just a matter of time until I do, yeah

But now I'm under the ground in New York City
I miss the water from the wells back home
And that's exactly what the papers said would happen
If I keep boarding crowded subways alone

So I tried to surround myself with real love
You know, the kind that make them wheels go 'round
I get so low I need a little pick-me-up
I get so high I need a bring-me-down

Like when I'm high above that sea of love
With the stars of Leo shining
Well, that's the hardest way to fall into the blue
But it's just a matter of time until I do, yeah