At first I was afraid That my doctor had moved away But I found his name in a telephone book And I call him and told no lie And there would be no other man To give pills like this in my hand I'm shaking at the pharmacy And I almost started to cry I made this song on pills To be able to walk those hills I don't manage to be along I need someone to bring me home My abuse is out of controll I need someone to hold And it's hard to explaine to you I'm not easy to look through Time it fly's away I don't even have no place to stay This song I made for you Every word I sing is true I made this song on pills To be able to walk those hills I don't manage to be along Need someone to bring me home