I was born on the first day of December That means the beginning of the end Between the last in the line of an emotional time And the patriarchal rash in the wind And I'm overwhelmed at the range of emotion I can ride in some high lonesome sound I get so low I need a little pick-me-up I get so high I need a bring-me-down I get so high I need a bring-me-down And when I'm high above the sea of love With the stars of Leo shining Well, that's a long way to fall into the blue But it's just a matter of time until I do, yeah But now I'm under the ground in New York City I miss the water from the wells back home And that's exactly what the papers said would happen If I keep boarding crowded subways alone So I tried to surround myself with real love You know, the kind that make them wheels go 'round I get so low I need a little pick-me-up I get so high I need a bring-me-down I get so high I need a bring-me-down Like when I'm high above that sea of love With the stars of Leo shining Well, that's the hardest way to fall into the blue But it's just a matter of time until I do, yeah Like when I'm high above the sea of love With the stars of Leo shining