There are times when
I don't know where I'm going
Times when I don't know
where I'm at
Times when the world's not round at all,
but flat
Times when a day of
brighter sun shine
Seems like the deepest, darkest night
Times when no matter what I do
It just don't turn out right
I get lost in you
And when I do, I turn to you
There are times when my friends
are less than friendly
Times when my enemies track me down
Times when the cold and chilly
wind comes
Roaring all around
Times when I've had a bad adventure
Times when I feel about to fall
Times when the face I face
in the mirror looks
Worn and tired and old, I get lonesome
But when I do, I turn to you
You with your eyes and arms so tender
You with your body oh so warm
You always lead me through
the wildest storms
You with your eyes like thunder roaring
You with your delicate hands so soft
I but to stumble once on the highway
To have you carry me along
I get lonesome,
and when I do I turn to you
I give them some, and when I do,
I turn to you.