(Calvine Newborne)
Caught in quicksand
Starting to sink
So tired of struggling
That my mind can barely think
Don't know where I'm going
Lord, I don't know what I'm gonna do
Fuel supply is finished
Ain't nothing left to burn
I need someone to help me
But I don't know which way to turn
I know I don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night
Rolling and tumbling
Spinning end over end
Got to have some peace and quiet
So I can find myself again
Ask me what's the matter
Hey, I don't know what to say
People all around me
But I'm so alone
I guess they'd like to help me
But I have to do it on my own
I know I don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night
Caught in quicksand
Starting to sink
So tired of struggling
That my mind can barely think
Don't know where I'm going
Lord, I don't know what I'm gonna do
Fuel supply is finished
Ain't nothing left to burn
I need someone to help me
But I don't know which way to turn
I know I don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night
Rolling and tumbling
Spinning end over end
Got to have some peace and quiet
So I can find myself again
Ask me what's the matter
Hey, I don't know what to say
People all around me
But I'm so alone
I guess they'd like to help me
But I have to do it on my own
I know I don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night