If a lover lets you down
so you cry until you drown
and you have to hang up once again
that blessed wedding gown:
Look for me,
I’ll be around.
Look for me,
I’m a caring soul.
If you climb back in your shell
and there’s no-one else to tell
that somehow Heaven has become
a satellite of Hell:
Look for me,
I’ll be around.
Look for me,
I’m a caring soul.
Anytime
you need a friend
I’ll be there.
Anytime,
you lose control.
If your kid could use a hand
with his castle in the sand
but his mother has a moment too
that he can’t understand:
Look for me,
I’ll be around.
Look for me,
I can be found.
Look for me,
I’m a caring soul.
I’m a caring soul.
I’m a caring soul.
Copyright Keith Ames
