(keith emerson/greg lake) I was walking on this station I could see somebody lying on a chair I went over to him I saidhey manwhat 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 oceansheartaches hide Chorus So stand on meI'll catch you falling You can stand on me and I'll help you find a way Stand on meI can see our ship turning Stand on mewe're sailing on the wind of better days And they accuse you when you're over and out Ulterior motivesthat's what it's all about It's just human naturethey try to make you flinch But we're takin' the higher ground inch by inch No one cal feel inside How deep the oceansheartaches hide Chorus And if you tumble when the snowflakes fall (this is a jungleit'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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