What Goes Up

Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
 Help me please I think I'm slipping again
 You pick me up and turn me around
 You make a smile out of my frown
 When I am lost you put me together
 You make the good times last forever
 When I fall down and I'm sinking low
 You grab my hand and won't let go
 You gave me warnings I didn't heed
 But you're still there in my time of need
 What goes up, must come down
 But what is funky is hanging around
 Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
 What goes up, must come down
 Help me please I think I'm slipping again
 What goes up must come down
 You pick me up and you set me right
 You calm my nerves when you hold me tight
 You're always there when I'm facing trouble
 I lean on you when I start to stumble
 You give me strength when I am weak
 You understand me when I can't speak
 You fill me up when I'm past empty
 But in return you ask for nothing
 What goes up must come down
 What goes up must come down
 What goes up must come down
 But what gets funky is always around
 You pick me up and warm my soul
 When I am cold and lost control
 You put a smile back on my face
 And make the frown go without a trace
 When I am hurt you feel my pain
 You help me out and never complain
 You comfort me when I feel alone
 And bring me back to the safety zone
 What goes up must come down
 What goes up must come down
 What goes up must come down
 What goes up, must come down
 But what gets funky is hanging around
 Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again
 What goes up, must come down
 What goes up, must come down
 Help me please I think I'm slipping again
 What goes up must come down