Walking
down a crowded street
remembering the days
the nights
and late september
is pouring down on me
Washing over me

And it\'s all
coming over me again
Your gentle reach
touching my every emotion
Filling me up
letting me down
Getting me off
over you

Going down
going under with you
without you
Going nowhere
elsewhere
out of here

Slowing down
on a crowded street
with your smile on my mind
and you\'re still touching
me everywhere
when december-snow covers the ground
Let it come washing down

Lonely days
and haunted night
Wasted thoughts
but in my mind it\'s only you and me
Making me high
sending me low
Getting me off
over you

Going down
going under with you
without you
Going nowhere
elsewhere
out of here

© Helene 2004