(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