Face Down

Standing in the middle of a great big field Sun's beating down and ground's like a mirror Stumbling around – fall down in the hay And as I'm lying there all I can say is Pick me up, out of this place right now Carry me away and set me down I don't know how I got here, just wandering around And I end up face down... on the ground In the office building - I get chills Air-conditioning's cold and I can't pay my bills Bouncing off the walls - right in time With the fluorescent lights - high pitched whine Pick me up, out of this place right now Carry me away and set me down I don't know how I got here, just wandering around And I end up face down... on the ground.