In the muddy brown water where I wrote your name. 
Sadly it tells me that our luck has changed. 
When I met you halfway to a place we call madness, 
With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair. 
In the dusty playground where I first saw your face. 
Like a music chair dance, we keep changing our place. 
Well there's nothing to hold, in a place we call madness. 
Where the water runs cold, then the water runs dry. 
How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you. 
I listen to a voice of reason while I sleep 
It tells me to question all the promises that I keep. 
When I met you halfway to a place we call madness, 
With a rock in my heart, I sank in despair. 
How simple things seemed when I just wanted to hold you, hold you.