At the bottom of the bottle
I was feeling warm
At the bottom of the bottle
I was growing strong
At the bottom of the bottle
I was ten feet tall
At the bottom of the bottle
I thought I knew it all
I thought I knew it all

At the bottom of the bottle
I could see the light
Glowing through the green glass
And it pleased my eye
At the bottom of the bottle
You could see me smile
Beaming like a lightbulb
You couldn't hear me cry
You couldn't hear me cry

At the bottom of the bottle
I began to lose my grip
My life in shattered pieces
I just let it slip
At the bottom of the bottle
I was getting sick
Wearing out my body
Fading day by day
Fading day by day

Getting to the crossroads
Looking for direction
I am just a poor soul
Starving for affection
This road - that road
Where I am going from here?

Down at the crossroads
I had to learn my lesson
Look into the mirror
Accept my imperfections
Wrong way - right way
How could I even tell?

At the bottom of the bottle
I was going down
At the bottom of the bottle
I lost my ground
At the bottom of the bottle
I had to make up my mind
At the bottom of the bottle
I had to say goodbye
I had to say goodbye