RESCUE (written by Donna Simpson)
When your boots are well worn in
And you’re tired of travelling
When you got nowhere to call your own
You know my place can be your home
To the rescue here I come
To the rescue here I come
When I was out there playing hard
With my big attitude and my broken heart
Poison my only friend
And my drinking addiction
To the rescue there you were
To my rescue there you were
Now we’re both out there floating around
I still got to space but you’re on the ground
You’re in my heart you’re in my head
Right now we don’t need no rescuing
To the rescue I’ll never let you fall
To my rescue you’ve been on call