We were 18, it was prom night We had our first big fight She said "Pull this car over" I did and then I told her, "I don't know what you are crying for" I grabbed her hand, as she reached for the door
She said, I'll walk Let go of my hand Right now I'm hurt, and you don't understand So just be quiet And later we will talk Just leave, don't worry I'll walk
It was a dark night, a black dress Driver never saw her, around the bend I never will forget the call, or driving to the hospital, when they told me her legs still wouldn't move I cried, when I walked into her room
She said, I'll walk Please come and hold my hand Right now I'm hurt, and I don't understand Lets just be quiet, and later we can talk Please stay, don't worry I'll walk
I held her hand through everything The weeks and months of therapy And I held her hand and asked her, to be my bride She's dreamed from a little girl, to have her daddy bring her down the isle So from her wheelchair, she looks up to him and smiles
And says, I'll walk Please hold my hand I know that this will hurt, I know you understand Please daddy don't cry This is already hard Let's go, don't worry I'll walk