Ripple me something rich

Its half past seven and I'm half past caring.
Theres a place I used to know - dubbed the top of the world
Yeah,
I used to go there just for the wind thrill.
But now it ripples through my changing ways.

I'm failing, falling, stopping, stalling
Baby can't you hear me calling?
Stop it, stop it, come on lets drop this
And then we can find our world again.