Run a mile run a mile
cos all the while
Youre cramping my style cramp my style
Bleeding me dry
Grab a hold grab a hold
To steady your soul
And test if theyre real test for real
All the spotlights you shone to help me
Find needles in the hay
Let them lift away
cos Ive got high hopes
I believe
In the roots that keep me complete
And Ive got high hopes
All I need
Is your hands to steady my feet steady my feet

Youve sunken low sunken low
Its another swift blow
And I know where youve been where have you
So dont feed off my skin
While I test if theyre real test for real
All the stories you told to lift me
When good times went astray
Let them lift away

cos Ive got high hopes
I believe
In the roots that keep me complete
And Ive got high hopes
All I need
Is your hands to steady my feet

We will lift away
cos Ive got high hopes
I believe
In the roots that keep me complete
And Ive got high hopes
All I need
Is your hands to steady my feet