Who can I call in the middle of the night?nAnd the quiet cloud sets in and I just ain't feelin' rightnSearching for balancenSo like when weebles wobblenBut only sometimes I do fall downnnThere are so many people in my lifenAnd no one in my lifenStalkers on my telephonenAnd crickets in my bednnTwisted ironynI got both ends of extreme running games in my headnAnd nothing in the middlenI got nothing in the middlenWho sings for the singer?nAnd who makes it alright for the one who makes it alright?nAnd who heals the healer?nAnd who inspires inspiration?nnThere are so many people in my lifenAnd no one in my lifenStalkers on my telephonenCrickets in my bednnTwisted ironynI got both ends of extreme running games in my headnAnd nothing in the middlenI got nothing in the middlenI got nothing in the middle nLord have mercy on my soulnI got nothing in the middlennI need a little balancenLord knows I donIn my lifenAnd I need a little equilibrium in my lifenAnd I need a little, I need a little, I need a little perspective in my lifenYes I do, Lord knows I donnI need a little something in the middle in my lifenI need a little something in the middle in my lifenAnd I, I need a little something in the middle, in the middle, in the middlenIn my lifennGotta have something in the middlenSaid I need a little something in the middlenSaid I want a little something in the middlenSaid I, said I, said I, said I, said said I InGotta have a little somethingnGotta have a little somethingnGotta have a, gotta have a little somethingnGotta have a, gotta have a little somethingnGotta have a, gotta have a little somethingnGotta have a, gotta gotta little somethingnGotta, gotta have a littlenGotta, gotta, gotta...nnnnnnn