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.
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