Coming down From feeling strong It was not long For you to tear me down. When I was I small I was a clown I got down To ward evil off. And though still small And meek I cannot speak I'll sing your song. I'll sing your song - I'll sing your song. Coming down From being cool It was not the truth Whatchoo say now. When I was tall I was a force I took my course And you still play games. And though I be A brooding thing I know it's better to sing I'll sing your song. I'll sing your song - I'll sing your song.