I feel you running away, But I can still hear you singing my praise like it was yesterday, uh huh And if there's nothing in it for you, I'm loosing my grasp on things that you can hold onto, uh huh What is this worth, I need you. Wandering the cellars below, I've been searching for something stronger that I could swallow, uh huh And fickle things come undone But if I keep drinking wine I know we're bound for blood, uh huh I'm feeling high and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady But while you are next to me, I could find my way home Ohh, ooh, There's a storm awake There's a storm awake Ohh, ooh, There's a storm and I, There's a storm and I'm, High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady But while you are next to me, I could find my way home High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady But while you are next to me, I could find my way home High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady High and unsteady But while you are next to me, I could find my way