Always walking through the world, with your arm around my shoulder Marching through my little imperfections, like a soldier And the wheels keep turning around I keep driving while the road's unraveling behind me The rear view mirror doesn't look so bad when you're beside me Rolling over sticks and stones Wearing me down, wearing me down You go with me when I go wherever I go You're the one I wanna hang around when I get older Always walking through the world with your arm around my shoulder