Are you going to be there?

Who's going to be there,
When this heart gets torn.
Who's going to pick me up when I keep falling,
and these knees get worn.

Who's going to be there,
To pick me up when I have no will.
Who's going to see all my imperfections,
Yet love me still.

Who's going to direct me the right way,
When I'm lost and confused?
Who's going to help me,
when I can't get over the feeling that this heart's being abused.

Who's going to be there,
When everything's cutting like a knife?
Who's going to change my mind,
When I want to end this life.

Who's going to look at these broken dreams of mine,
and tell me to keep on going?
That everything will be fine,
and to get me up and carry me when I'm straying.

Are you going to be there,
When I can't get off these knees?
When the pain in so much to bare because he's gone,
will you be there for me... please..