Widespread Panic

It Was You

I was washed up, out to dry

I was hanging by my only thread

When an angel plucked me down and

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you

I was drowning in a deep hole

One I dug up on my own

When an angel pulled me out

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you

I was dreaming of another place

When I felt someone sitting next to me

As I turned to see your face

It was you, it was you

It was you, it was you