Footprints sing and play along

Mom and Dad told me, when you were on the way,

they wouldn't love me any less.

Well, I didn't believe them;

I thought you'd take my place.

I didn't know a best friend's what I'd get.

Through the years, I'd make mistakes so you wouldn't have to make 'em.

I took chances ev'ry day so you'd know when to take 'em.

You can follow my footprints, but you don't have to fill my shoes.

It's just a path for you to follow if you so choose.

You can take the road less traveled;

yeah, I'd prob'ly do that, too.

But if you're lost and feeling broken through and through,

you can follow the footprints I left for you.

I know it wasn't easy,

learning how to share.

But now we get to share the memories.

And all the times we argued,

swore we'd never speak again,

know deep down that I loved you even then.

Through the years, I'd make mistakes so you wouldn't have to make 'em.

I took chances ev'ry day so you'd know when to take 'em.

You can follow my footprints I left for you.

Whoa, oh, oh, oh.

Whoa, oh, oh, oh.

And if one day you run right past me chasing down your dreams,

I hope that I can look ahead and you'll turn and say to me:

You can follow my footprints, but you don't have to fill my shoes.

It's just a path for you to follow if you so choose.

You can take the road less traveled;

yeah, I'd prob'ly do that, too.

But if you're lost and feeling broken down and bruised,

you can follow the footprints I left for you.

You can follow my footprints I left for you.