Walk With You

When you were depressed and

You put your head on my chest

And you told me

That you were tired of being tough

I took you by the hand

And told you I understand

And you told me

That could never be enough

But I will walk with you down the avenue

Though the streets are made of glass

And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet

And avoid all of the cracks

It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in

And one wrong move could shatter

But in the end will it matter

When I was depressed and

I put my head on your chest

And I told you

I could never be enough

You took me by the hand and

Told me you understand

And I told you

That my best wasn’t enough

But I will walk with you down the avenue

Though the streets are made of glass

And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet

And avoid all of the cracks

It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in

And one wrong move could shatter

But in the end will it matter

But I will walk with you down the avenue

Though the streets are made of glass

And we will tread lightly on our heavy feet

And avoid all of the cracks

It’s a fragile place that we’ve ended in

And one wrong move could shatter

And if you’d asked me then

I’d have told you that none of it would matter

But I will walk, I will walk, I will walk