On my way, on my way, on my way
On my way, on my way, on my way
On my way, on my way, on my way
On my way, on my way, on my way
I would like to reach out my hands
I may see you, I may tell you to run
On my way, on my way
You know what they say about the young
Well, pick me up with golden hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
On my way, on my way
You know what they say about the young
Well, I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl on my way
I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Mmm, on my way
I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
On my way, on my way
You know what they say about the young
Well, pick me up with golden hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
On my way, on my way
You know what they say about the young
Well, I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl on my way
I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Mmm, on my way
Well, I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl on my way
I would like to hold my little hand
How we will run on my way, how we will crawl
Send me on my way
Send me on my way
Send me on my way, on my way
Send me on my way
Send me on my way
On my way
On my way
I would like to reach out my hand
I may see you, I may tell you to run
On my way, on my way
You know what they say about the young
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Jason Phillips
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