(Rod Stewart, Ron Wood) Woken up on mornings such as this and thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now. Every night for a year I've slept alone. Cold damp room looks worse than me, no no no Got a fear of death that creeps on every night. I know I won't die soon, but then again I might, Water down the drain, I'm wasting away. And doctors can't help me a ghost of a man that's me, no no Water down the drain goes to the sea, the pattern of my life keeps a-haunting me. Moisture from the ocean fills the sky, come on down to the ground as the time goes by, no no no no no Slow down there I never found out the reason why why my parents had to lie about the place that I was born and from my hometown I was torn at the tender age of four I was livin' by a homemade law I never knew when it was to be laid My desires are never displayed I never knew what it was to be loved I never knew what it was to be laid I never knew what it was to win I never knew what it was to be loved, nonono Ah, get on up there I never knew what it was to be loved I never knew what it was to be laid Nonononono Slow down there