I lost everything, I fell out of a daydream
At the door of a long-lost friend
And I cried aloud without an inch of pride
I knew that I had reached the end
An old and lonely man saw me sitting on the curb
He reached out and he took my hand
He said, "I know your song, and I know your name
And there was a time that I felt the same"

But it's a low, low road you gotta roll down
Low road
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up
High hill
Before you get to the top again

I held on so dearly
To the wrong things in my life
And now I see so clearly
I was walking into my own knife
You gotta get up off that street and stop looking at your feet
And take a hold of something real
This old man took my hand
He looked at me and said, "Little girl, I understand"

That it's a low, low road you gotta roll down
Low road
Before you find your way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill you gotta climb up
High hill
Before you get to the top again
There was a time that I thought that I knew it all
And there was a place that I thought I could call my home
But it all came crashing down, and I looked around
And I knew that things would never be the same
And I knew, be a

And it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Before we find our way, my friend
And it's a high, high hill we gotta climb up
High hill
Before we get to the top again

Low, low, low
Low road
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Said it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
Yes, it's a low, low road we gotta roll down
Low road
It's a low, low road
Low road
It's a low, low road
Low road
Low road