In days of old I would turn to you
The voice of reason telling me what to do
I could be certain if I screw it up
You'll be there, telling me when to stop
You would always be there to take control
No sentiment, just whole-hearted strong
Strong enough to pull me from the brink
The only love I crave, you gave me to drink (drink [?x])
But now I gotta give you up
But now I gotta give you up
In days of old I would turn to you
The voice of reason telling me what to do
I could be certain if I screw it up
You'll be there, telling me when to stop
You would always be there to take control
No sentiment, just whole-hearted strong
Strong enough to pull me from the brink
The only love I crave, you gave me to drink (drink [?x])
But now I gotta give you up