Along came the night
And I was at war with myself
Yes, I'd be the first one to admit
I'm a bundle of nerves - strung out and uneasy
Lived on an island once and really enjoyed it
But now I'm back home, I'm still on call and the weather's shit
Between you and me
I used to feel more than think
Now I just think 'bout how I feel
And someone once said
That youth is for wasting - I did gone waste it
Keep this a secret - don't tell anyone
But I do believe I misunderstood
See, I was a mountain
Now I'm a rock
Waiting for something
To lift me up
See, I was a mountain
Now I'm a rock
Waiting for something
To lift me up
So come lift me up
Cuz' I'd be first to admit
I am a rock - and I'd be the first
Along came the night
And I was at war with myself
Yes, I'd be the first one to admit
I was a mountain
Now I'm a rock
Waiting for something
To lift me up
So come lift me up
Cuz' I'd be first to admit
I am a rock - and I'd be the first