When
all the joy within you dies...
Each morning when I get
up I die a little
When
tears are running down your breast...
Can barely stand on my
feet
When
your mind is so full of red...
They say I got a lot of
water in my brain
When
your friends treat you like a guest...
Lord, what you're
doing to me
Don't you want
Don't you need
Can anybody find me
somebody to love
~Jefferson Airplane &
Queen