You know I feel most the time like a kite on a line
Tossed about, no control, any way the wind blows
Then I see you holding on
The string that runs, me to you all that keeping me tied to
This world so long
Oh I'd be gone

So don't let me go
I might fly away
Come on talk me down
When the light turns to black, when the weight on my back
Gets to much, I start to bend, can not straighten out again
I feel you there, you lift me up
When I'm out on the ledge just one step from the edge
You take my hand
You understand

When no one else can get through
All I want to hear is you
Saving me, saving me from myself

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Writer(s): DARDEN SMITH, GARY NICHOLSON