Everything is falling, falling all around.
Falling till it crashes, crashes to the ground.
My life is slowly falling, going down this hill.
I've almost lost my hope, my peace,
Almost lost my will.
My father's always sick,
Always very ill.
My mother is never home,
I often feel alone.
Then I ask for a friend,
And I find you.
You pick me up, you dust me off
You stop me from falling,
You give me hope and peace.
You restore my will.
You help me when I am falling,
Falling down that hill.
