I heard you got some bad newsThe doctor says a year or twoBut I believe in miraclesHave you ever seen a small treeSprouting up through concreteBecause I think that’s what you’re gonna doIf you ever need my helpThen I would come running from the back roomI would do anything to save you honeyThe moment you feel unwellI need you to call out from the darknessWe can go back to before it all startedIt doesn’t matter what the oddsWhat you’ve heard, where you runDoesn’t matter what you’ve seenWhere you’ve been, I will comeHold you up, hear you outLet you cry, Talk it outEvery single time you askI’ll be there, I won’t look backI heard you saw a hail of gunfireAnd not everybody made it homeLately all you do is run in placeBut I believe in miraclesHaving trouble finding meaningAnd I can see which way you’re leaningBut I’ll be damned if I just let you fadeAnything to save you honeyIf you ever need my helpThen I would come running from the back roomI would do anything to save you honeyIt doesn’t matter what the oddsWhat you’ve heard, where you runDoesn’t matter what you’ve seenWhere you’ve been, I will comeHold you up, hear you outLet you cry, Talk it outEvery single time you askI’ll be there, I won’t look back