Don't Walk Alone - Tim Easton

A whisper of a diamond cuts into the crowd

When that money talks I think it’s too loud

I’m not a carpenter but I know a line

I wouldn’t draw one 'cause I’m not that kind

But I’ll, I’ll take you home

I’ll take you home

Don’t walk alone

Some men are boys, they make the same mistakes

And they try to hide it all behind that little boy’s face

With a new set of eyes you surely will see

The same old boy I used to be

I have been watching you all the night through

The rough hands of the others and what they will do

I’ve not been drinking, my eyes got it right

I’ll stay that way till you’re out of sight