I was sick I was dead. Lay my head on the cement bed. I had a few good years. But they don't know. Come on now don't leave me hangin'. 'Cause I wanna get down or I -. I'll start believing' what they said. In my heart I don't believe it. And if I go ahead I know that you're leavin' and I -. I can't wait to see you go. I can't wait to see you go. In my heart I feel so high. I want to know the answers why. I ask so many questions they let me go. They hang up the telephone. "And if I die before I wake. I know that it must frustrate some people. That need a paycheck. Well they need their blood let."