How did you know that I'd be standing here? Bet you followed me out the front door. Now I am the one who's welcoming your mystery, burning my hand upon your core, burning your scars upon my floor. We'll breathe this light, though I think it's time you know I never wanted to want you so. Now you got me feeling so low, why you got me feeling so low. Now you got me feeling so low. How long, pretty woman, have you been disguised? I can see the pain peel from your sighing face. Though you'll never see just how you got me hanging on, breaking my head from my waist, breaking your heart from my taste. We'll cheat this dream, now we can seem to know I never wanted to want you so. Now you got me feeling so low, why you got me feeling so low. Now you got me feeling so low. fiddle solo I woke up this morning thinking I might head for Tennessee to see your dad and stay until the fall. Cause it's times like these, stuck between two extremes, makes me wish that he might reach me somehow. Yeah, I get the feeling that he might reach me now. Now you got me feeling so low, why you got me feeling so low. Now you got me feeling so low. Why you got me feeling so low. Why you got me feeling so low.