Joe Walsh
Manic Depression
Manic depression is touching my soul
I know what I want
But I just don't know
How to go about getting it
Feeling, sweet feeling
Drops from my finger, fingers
Manic depression's captured my soul
Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain
You make love, you break love
It's-a all the same
When it's over
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress your kiss
Manic depression's a frustrating mess
Ow, yeah, uh huh
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' uh, go on down
All the way down
Really ain't no use in me hanging around
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress your kiss
Manic depression's a frustrating mess