The lights in the house are turned down low   It's twelve o'clock and I'm as spacious as I was the night before   What was that question on your mind?   I'm sure you're tired of all my faults and all our   Moments lost in time----in time      I don't know the answers but I'm willing to take the chance   (I'm drowning)   I'm waiting for the sunshine to come and burn my skin   What is this I'm drowning In?      And I remember all the nights-the sun. the moon. the stars   And all the in-betweens that keep me sane   She said her game was freedom   Alone I sit and ponder thoughts these fell hands   placed upon the frame---upon the frame      I don't know the answers but I'm willing to take the chance   (I'm drowning)   I'm waiting for the sunshine to come and burn my skin   What is this I'm drowning In?      Is this hell?   Am I in hell?