(Roy Hurd/Templeton Thompson)

Here I am beggin?you to hold me
When everything is tellin?me to run
I could turn around, leave this town
Without a sound and never say word one
And just call it done

But I抦 torn right down the middle
I抦 on both sides of the line
I know I should be leavin?
But the choice ain抰 mine

There抯 nothin?I can do
I can抰 fight it
I got a heart like a rocket
I just gotta ride it
Oh the cold, hard truth
When it comes to lovin?you
There抯 nothin?I can do

These footprints on my heart could
Tell a story - many times it抯 been a steppin?stone
It抯 been pushed around, broken down, until I found
I was better off alone, out on my own

I remember every heartache, just like it was yesterday
But baby when you hold me, you take all that pain away

There抯 nothin?I can do
I can抰 fight it
I got a heart like a rocket
I just gotta ride it
Oh the cold, hard truth
When it comes to lovin?you
There抯 nothin?I can do

I couldn抰 help myself from fallin?
Even if I really wanted to

There抯 nothin?I can do
I can抰 fight it
I got a heart like a rocket
I just gotta ride it
Oh the cold, hard truth
When it comes to lovin?you
There抯 nothin?I can do