Who will be there to catch you when you fall
Who will be there when the walls come crashing down
Who will be there in the end
You will see, it is me
Hold my hand and I show you how to fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
Hold my hand and I’m sure that you will fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
Who will be there in the end
Who will be there when all you need is a friend
Who will be there when all you need is a clown
You will see, it is me
Hold my hand and I show you how to fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
Hold my hand and I’m sure that you will fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
Hold my hand and you will see
That in the end it will be me
To catch you when you fall
And if the stars would fall one day
I climb up to the sky
To put in back in place just for you
Hold my hand and I show you how to fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
Hold my hand and I’m sure that you will fly
When the night is falling down there is nothing left to say
