| I woke up underground |
| Not a light, not a sound |
| I threw my voice into the dark |
| But the dark had no remark |
| Just repeated what I said |
| Claustrophobic at first |
| Struck by hunger and thirst |
| I stood up and looked around |
| There was nothing to be found |
| Just a world I couldn’t see |
| And I heard, «Whoo» |
| I can’t see you now |
| I’ll find my way underground |
| Then my fear began to ease |
| From far away whispered a breeze |
| Telling me to move along |
| Move along there’s nothing wrong |
| So I cornered my resolve |
| Took a breath and took a step |
| Encountered metal on my left |
| What a strange thing to find |
| Metal in this place of mine |
| Running lengthwise down the hall |
| And I heard, «Whoo» |
| Then a light broke through the black |
| I was standing on a track |
| That little light began to grow |
| There was no where I could go-o-o |
| And the ground began to shake |
| No time left to hit the brake |
| That little light was closing in And suddenly I’m floating |
| Whoo |
| Love I see you now, oh You found me here underground (mmm) |