or
Jimmie Dale Gilmore

You might be peeking in your mailbox
You might be waiting for a call
There might be only stars to see
If you're not waiting there for me
I believe you're headed for a fall

You might be staring in your mirror
Crying while you put your makeup on
Where you gonna go tonight
To find the thing that makes it right
What will you do when you find It's gone?

Don't put your dreams way up there in the clouds
I don't think that's what It's all about
You can't get much higher when you're so above it all
I'll be waiting here when you hit bottom
I believe you're headed for a fall.

We'll have days together in the sunshine
Autumn's twilight, winter's darkness too
Darlin' I will hold you, my love will enfold you
Cause you need me, Babe, just like I need you

Don't put your dreams way up there in the clouds
I don't think that's what It's all about
You can't get much higher when you're so above it all
I'll be waiting here when you hit bottom
I believe you're headed for a fall.

Written by WELCH, KEVIN STEPHEN / GILMORE, JIMMIE DALE / HAMMOND, DAVID
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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