Who's gonna go out and find you When you're lost out in the night? Who's gonna be the voice that tells you Everything's all right? Who's gonna be the one to pick you up When you fall down? Tell me who, who's gonna catch you now? Every time you fell I was

Boy it's good to know I got a bud like you Way up, way up Way up to the sky When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high Way up to the moon Kicking in the basement To pick me way up, way up Enough, enough Hating all the same things too

Take your best shot Show me what you got Honey, I'm not afraid Rear back and take aim And fire away Honey load up your questions And pick up your sticks and your stones And pretend I'm a shelter for heartaches

Nothing can stop us now We run away, a sweet escape A sweet escape And if you fall, I'll pick you up I'll follow you 'til the end of time We don't care about nothin' else Feels like heaven, nothing can stop us now Nothing can hold us down Just like a

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery

I wrote my way out When the world turned its back on me I was up against the wall I had no foundation No friends and no family to catch my fall I picked up a pen And wrote my way out (I wrote my way out) I picked up the pen like Hamilton Running on

You're strumming on my heart strings Like you were a grade eight but I never felt this way, I'll pick your feet up off of the ground And never ever let you down Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, And I'll never let you down I'm never gonna

And who picks up the pieces Every time two fools collide? To keep our hearts from breaking Every time two fools collide You want things your way And I want them mine And now we don't know Just where you draw the line How can love survive

Along the way If not for those I've loved along the way I remember waitin' by the curb with Mr. Murphy When daddy picked me up from school his eyes were red We drove to the hospital in a hurry Where my family gathered round my Grandpa's bed He was my

I walk a mile in your shoes It's a comeback story of a lifetime And now I'm a mile away Now I'm a mile away A comeback story of a lifetime And I've got your shoes/ And I've got your shoes Picking up the pieces in the world I know With one in the fire and