Crazy Baby

Joan Osborne

And your hands are really shakin' somethin' awful



As you light your twenty seventh cigarette



Oh how long have you been sittin' in the darkness



You forget...



Oh you know you're gettin' really hard to be with



And you're cryin' every time you turn around



And you wonder why you cannot pick your head up



Off the ground...



Oh my crazy baby



Try to hold on tight



Oh my crazy baby



Don't put out the light...



The light, the light, the light



And they look at you like they don't speak your language



And you're living at the bottom of a well



And you've swallowed all the awful bloody secrets



But you can't tell...



Oh, you know you ought to get yourself together



But you cannot bear to walk outside your door



No, you cannot bear to look into the mirror



Anymore...



Oh, my crazy baby



Try to hold on tight



Oh, my crazy baby



Don't put out the light...



The light, the light, the light



And your hands are really shakin' somethin' awful



As your worries climb around inside your clothes



Oh, how long will you be sittin' in the darkness



Heaven knows...



Oh, my crazy baby



Try to hold on tight



Oh, my crazy baby



Don't put out the light...



The light, the light, the light



The light...