Produced By Stephen Egerton & Bill Stevenson
I can see your pain has left you locked up, beat down
I can see the fear has made you desperate, burnt out
Too much regret and shattered hope
Sent you slipping down that slope
All I can do is lend a hand
Be a friend again
And it’s OK if you want to vent, but…
What I wouldn’t give to see you smile
Once in a while
What I wouldn’t give to see you smile
Once in a while
I can feel the bitterness that drains you, poisons you
And all those grass-is-greener thoughts, I’m telling you, they’re killing you
You’re not a have-not, can’t you see
What you’ve got’s so important to me
Measuring your life versus theirs
You’ll always come out ahead
In all the ways that really matter, so…
(Chorus)
I can see your pain has left you locked up, beat down
Desperate, burnt out, I’m telling you, it’s killing you, killing you, killing you
I can see your pain…
There’s nothing I can say…
Except
Toil away, and at the end of the day
You can look back on a game well played
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