Songwriter: Paula Cole

Producer: Paula Cole Chris Roberts

[Verse 1]
Who is this hurting mother?
I don’t want to be her now
Who in the hell’s that sad reflection?
How did I lose myself?
How many times I walk the river
Wondering what life’s for?
Sobbing beneath the staid performance
Too scared to let it out
Duty calls… duty calls…

[Verse 2]
Who is this hurting daughter
Going down the rabbit hole?
Falling into a crushing darkness
Shedding skins of the soul
How many times I walk the river
Wanting to lose myself?
Weight of an overcoat of sorrow
Too sensitive for this world
Duty calls… duty calls…

[Chorus]
Time to do the drop off
Time to make the meals
Time to greet the neighbors
Be a perfect ten
Smile on the exterior
Nervous and distressed
Plodding on this treadmill
Take another pill
Start another morning (I don’t want to go)
Wake to the alarm
Rise up in the darkness (I don't want to live this)
Get inside the car
Join the rank and file (I don't want this life)
Thousands in the flow
Minnows on the freeway (I don't want to go)
On and on it goes…
There is more than this
There is more than this
There is more
There is more

[Outro]
Who is that serious child
The one left alone?
Mother is in the kitchen crying again
No use to ask for help
So it goes... so it goes...