The phone is off the hook
and Jimmy´s got a gun.
Sherry´s in the river and
the river´s gonna run again.

Mmmm, yeah.

So you don´t know where to go,
you don´t know where to hide,
holding all your tears,
keeping your pain inside.

With your back against the wall,
heart falling from your hands,
you throw it in the river,
the river´s gonna run again.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

But yooooooou arrrrrreee not
aloooooooone.

But yooooooou´re not safe
at hoooooooomme.

And you´re running back, running back
when you´re off track.
Lookin´ for a home
or a house to call your own.
You need a phone,
you feel all alone.
Don´t know where to start
while you fall into part.
And you need someone to hold
your hands and cope.
You feel a little older,
you need a shoulder, oh I know.

But you´re not alone...