Walk of Life Written: S. Porcaro and M. Sherwood Today I met an old man passing by A box of memories on his side It's a path we're all on And it's called the Walk of Life It seems he made his home away from here And with a girl he made his wife It's a path he's on And it's called the Walk of Life Just when it seemed that all he had and thought was right Were broken promises of all he had and all he thought he might Are you with me? Footsteps fall into the night As we walk the Walk of Life His secret memories kept us laughing out But all his laughter couldn't hide his tearing eyes As we walked the Walk of Life So if you see him, kindly point him towards the light Scattered memories are all he has It's all he has It's all we have Though the years may pass you by We walk the Walk of Life Footsteps close behind We walk the Walk of Life Sure as morning turns to night We will walk the Walk of Life We will walk the Walk of Life