Lyrics

Picking Up What I’m Putting down
J. Faulkner / J. Schroeder

I don’t need an ocean
Rolling hills abound
If you’re picking up what I’m putting down

I cant find no reasons
No tears in which to drown
If you’re picking up what I’m putting down

I don’t need no saviour
No prophet or the crown
When you’re picking up what I’m putting down

I don’t need no judgement
No words that seem profound
If you’re picking up what I’m putting down

Carry me through times of change
Like lost leaves on the wind
Hold me when the lights grow dim
No, we won’t want for anything

I don’t need no riches
Promise or a vow
When you’re picking up what I’m putting down

I don’t need no seasons
To reach no hallowed ground
When you’re picking up what I’m putting down

To feel you when the daylight breaks
Your warmth upon my skin
Fate to guide is all it takes
No, we won’t want for anything

Rules for breaking
Love’s for making
And faith is to believe
Air for breathing
Light to guide
You’re lost until you’ve found
The one that’s picking up what you’re putting down

I could sit in silence
Watch the stars come out
Are you picking up what I’m putting down?