If I shine, and
no one's there to see,
was it all in the
mind, of the one who made me?
If I fall, do the
same hands reach out?
If I cry, would
you come
without a doubt,
to say
Head up,
Let me draw the
lines,
and point out the
fools,
and give a little
more time,
All I have, is all
I need,
Sounds good, until
I'm on my knees.
Would you pick me
up, and put me back in place,
With a feeling inside
born from an honest look on my face
and say,
Head up,
Let me draw the
lines,
and point out the
fools,
and give a little
more time.
Head up,
Let me heal this
wound
and mend a heart,
that broke a little
too soon. |
