(t. b. schmit) Living in the city it's a hazy way Picking up the pieces that get in my way But one thing I can clearly see That's when you're looking, looking straight into me Don't you know it Won't you show it Don't give up Baby watcha trying to do Don't give up Just cause you're feeling blue Don't give up Girl you gotta understand Don't give up I can lend a helping hand
I can feel your confusion 'round and 'round Staring out the window, hearing the sound Of people, people talking about What they know nothing, nothing about Can't you see it Don't you feel it Don't give up... Do you think you're the only girl whose been troubled And on the run Well listen to me one time baby You and me, we're gonna see the sun Don't give up