B.B. King » Into The Night

Caught in quicksand
Starting to sink
So tired of struggling
That my mind can barely think
Don't know where i'm going
Lord, i don't know what i'm gonna do

Fuel supply is finished
Ain't nothing left to burn
I need someone to help me
But i don't know which way to turn
I know i don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night

Rolling and tumbling
Spinning end over end
Got to have some peace and quiet
So i can find myself again
Ask me what's the matter
Hey, i don't know what to say

People all around me
But i'm so alone
I guess they'd like to help me
But i have to do it on my own
I know i don't have much of a choice
I'll go out of my mind
Or into the night