RESCUE (written by Donna Simpson)



When your boots are well worn in

And you’re tired of travelling

When you got nowhere to call your own

You know my place can be your home



To the rescue here I come

To the rescue here I come



When I was out there playing hard

With my big attitude and my broken heart

Poison my only friend

And my drinking addiction



To the rescue there you were

To my rescue there you were



Now we’re both out there floating around

I still got to space but you’re on the ground

You’re in my heart you’re in my head

Right now we don’t need no rescuing



To the rescue I’ll never let you fall

To my rescue you’ve been on call






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