Moments there are when I'm high,

A feeling I can't quite describe,

Nights are the most lonely times,

But when the sun comes up I'm down again.

Quickly swept into the day,

The wind picks up and makes me sway,

Both friends and strangers will me to stay,

But I go home and I'm down again.

The highs and lows of now and then's,

My moods seem to swing on a pendulum,

I'll visit places I've never been,

But when I return I'm down again.