I'm going down
Won't you help me
Save me from myself
I hear the sound of the memory
Maybe time will tell

Suddenly my life is like a river
Taking me places I don't want to go
But like all good men who swim too well
It takes all thet I have just to cry for help
Then that voice in my head tells me no

I'm going down
Won't you help me
Save me from myself
I hear the sound of the memory
Maybe, who can tell ?

Let me live my life beside the river
Take me to places where a child can grow
And then maybe the boy inside will forsake me
Maybe the child in me will just let me go

I'm going down
The cold, cold water [bad word] in
I'm going down
And I would beg to be forgiven

If I knew my sin