Help Is On Its Way

Help is on its way

You keep changing every day

What's that that hangs upon your face?

Is there something on your mind?

Does the whole world seem so blind?

Whats keeping you alive, this time?

Onward it goes on

And outward, nothing's wrong

You're just here to sing your song

But your throat, it feels just tired

As it pulls you back aside

It's about keeping it alive this time

Your guitar, it weeps a naive melody

And if you see her, say hello

Pick up your heart of gold