Sometimes I feel I`ve been abandoned
Life gets so dull and so grey
The storms of life beat me treat me like a fool
I stretch for rules to obey.
Life gets so hard and gets so mixed up
All I believe takes a fall
It`s then I stretch for you and hold you in my arms
You are my sweet alcohol.
You take some weight from my shoulders
You make all bad feelings good
I am the child that you have tightly held…
All problems are then understood.
Sifting the truth from all the fiction
Taking the blows on the chin
The storms of life beat me and treat me like a fool
Wondering if I`m out or in.
Wanting to scream and only crying
Feeling my strength shrink to small
It`s then I stretch for you and hold you in my arms
You are my sweet alcohol.
You take the weight from my shoulders
You breath back life to my eyes
I am the child that has once again smiled
You are the truth I recognize.