Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again Help me please I think I’m slipping again
You pick me up and turn me around You make a smile out of my frown When I am lost you put me together You make the good times last forever When I fall down and I'm sinking low You grab my hand and won't let go You gave me warnings I didn't heed But you’re still there in my time of need
What goes up, must come down But what is funky is hanging around Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again What goes up, must come down Help me please I think I'm slipping again What goes up must come down
You pick me up and you set me right You calm my nerves when you hold me tight You're always there when I'm facing trouble I lean on you when I start to stumble You give me strength when I am weak You understand me when I can't speak You fill me up when I'm past empty But in return you ask for nothing
What goes up must come down What goes up must come down
What goes up must come down But what gets funky is always around
You pick me up and warm my soul When I am cold and lost control You put a smile back on my face And make the frown go without a trace When I am hurt you feel my pain You help me out and never complain You comfort me when I feel alone And bring me back to the safety zone
What goes up must come down What goes up must come down What goes up must come down
What goes up, must come down But what gets funky is hanging around Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again What goes up, must come down What goes up, must come down Help me please I think I'm slipping again What goes up must come downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
