(keith emerson/greg lake)



I was walking on this station

I could see somebody lying on a chair

I went over to him

I said, hey man, what are you doing there

And have you got a smoke

I said you'd better come in out of the rain

Before you get yourself soaked



No one can feel inside

How deep the oceans, heartaches hide



Chorus

So stand on me, i'll catch you falling

You can stand on me and i'll help you find a way

Stand on me, i can see our ship turning

Stand on me, we're sailing on the wind of better days



And they accuse you when you're over and out

Ulterior motives, that's what it's all about

It's just human nature, they try to make you flinch

But we're takin' the higher ground inch by inch

No one cal feel inside

How deep the oceans, heartaches hide



Chorus



And if you tumble when the snowflakes fall

(this is a jungle, it's not a waterfall)

From where you're standing you can't get no change

They keep moving the target clean out of range


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