And your hands are really shaking something awful

As you light your twenty-seventh cigarette

Oh, how long have you been sitting in the darkness

You forget...

Oh, you know you’re getting really hard to be with

And you’re crying 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 shaking something awful

As your worries climb around inside your clothes

Oh, how long will you be sitting 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...

- - Joan Osbourne