Pick Me Up

Pick Me Up - Clean Cut Kid

Written by：Michael Halls

Under the white noise

I hear a clear voice calling me

You've got a way of spelling it out so perfectly

I've been a nightmare

You've been putting off telling me

Then out of nowhere

You find the words to make me see

When I lose sight blinded by life

Lose my grip on the truth

I hear your voice cuts like a knife

Hits me like a ball from the blue

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can just come along and

Just pick me up

Over the crowd noise

I hear a loud voice singing

I think it's your voice

To every word I'm clinging

Always remember I'm right here

Just looking out for you to forever

So I can always count on you

When I lose sight blinded by life

Lose my grip on the truth

I hear your voice cuts like a knife

Hits me like a ball from the blue

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can come along and

Pick me up

Your voice can just come along and

Just pick me up

When sky was grey and I lost my way

And you picked me up

When I was weak and I couldn't even eat

And you picked me up

When my hands were shaking and the spirit was breaking

You picked me up

When I was alone and you gave me home

And you picked me up

Your voice can just come along and just pick me up

Your voice can just come along and just pick me up

Your voice can just come along and just pick me up

Your voice can just come along and just pick me up