Walk of
Life
written: S. Porcaro and M. Sherwood
Today I met an old man passing by
A box of memories on his side
It's a path we're all on
And it's called the Walk of LifeIt seems he made his home away from here
And with a girl he made his wife
It's a path he's on
And it's called the Walk of LifeJust when it seemed that all he had and thought was right
Were broken promises of all he had and all he thought he might
Are you with me?
Footsteps fall into the night
As we walk the Walk of LifeHis secret memories kept us laughing out
But all his laughter couldn't hide his tearing eyes
As we walked the Walk of LifeSo if you see him, kindly point him towards the light
Scattered memories are all he has
It's all he has
It's all we haveThough the years may pass you by
We walk the Walk of Life
Footsteps close behind
We walk the Walk of Life
Sure as morning turns to night
We will walk the Walk of Life
We will walk the Walk of Life