How long have you been down there? And how long do you plan to stay? I can't wait forever, darling Watch our dreams turn to clay I've seen a lot of good men Dragged by their hair down into hell So I can't give you my hand, darling I'm not slipping down that well You lost your mother, I know And you lost your father too You lost everyone you loved And everyone who loved you I've heard all of your stories And all those tales you have to tell But I can't give you my hand, darling I'm not slipping down that well So here is my advice Before I ride away Everybody has their price What are you prepared to pay? Would you let go of your anger? Would a million dollars break the spell? Then use your own hands darling And start climbing out that well Then use your own hands darling And start climbing out that well