When I fall down hard I don't break
I just bruise
I get the call to give or take
If I choose
I'll keep running night and day
If I can't find the truth
But anyway it's all the same
'Til someone cuts me loose
But if I get lucky
Maybe life would be a cruise
But if I get lucky
Maybe I could trade these stolen blues
If I get lucky babe
If I get lucky babe
I build a wall to hide behind
Keeping low
I need a hole to crawl inside
When things get slow
I believe the danger line
Begins with you alone
And someday baby you might find
That it's me who's coming home
I just bruise
I get the call to give or take
If I choose
I'll keep running night and day
If I can't find the truth
But anyway it's all the same
'Til someone cuts me loose
But if I get lucky
Maybe life would be a cruise
But if I get lucky
Maybe I could trade these stolen blues
If I get lucky babe
If I get lucky babe
I build a wall to hide behind
Keeping low
I need a hole to crawl inside
When things get slow
I believe the danger line
Begins with you alone
And someday baby you might find
That it's me who's coming home
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