End of the Road

One, Two, Three, Four She's got style She's got class She's got crazy love Whoa And she knows my name She's the one I can not stop thinking of Whoa I think she feels the same Can't let her go Just want her to know If it all falls down I'll be standing at the end of the road If it all falls down I'll be standing there to carry the load If we got caught in the Middle of tidal waves Lost in the riddles Carried away When it all boils down We'll be standing at the end In a moment she's walking down the aisle Whoa I'm still thinking ah She's got me round he finger now Whoa This is crazy love Can't let her go Just want her to know If it all falls down I'll be standing at the end of the road If it all falls down I'll be standing there to carry the load If we got caught in the Middle of tidal waves Lost in the riddles Carried away When it all boils down We'll be standing at the end of the road Five years later as I'm leaving It's alright I say 'Cause I'll be coming back home in the evening To my wife and child on the way (Yeah) If it all falls down I'll be standing at the end of the road If it all falls down I'll be standing there to carry the load If we got caught in the Middle of tidal waves Lost in the riddles Carried away When it all boils down We'll be standing at the end Whoa, whoa, whoa We'll be standing at the end of the road Whoa, whoa, whoa We'll be standing at the end of the road