Hanging On

The sky busted wide open
In the early morning for the dawn
And the raindrops on the window pane
Reminded me of nights back home
It's funny how a memory
Sometimes can cut you to the bone
Hanging on
Hanging on

The town of Santa Fe
Had a smell of wood smoke in the air
She lived by herself
Sold the paintings on the square
We shared the nights together
Until the feeling was gone
Hanging on
Hanging on

Two people come together
Knowing what they want from the start
They get their buddies greetin'
To keep their distances with their hearts
But a heart that contented
Sometimes can turn into stone
Hanging on
Just hanging on

A man needs a woman
In more ways than he could ever know
But sometimes he takes it lightly
Lets the fire burn down too low
And when he goes to the banker chances
He finds that he's overdraw
Hanging on
Hanging on

Hanging on
Just hanging on



Credits
Writer(s): Ira Allen, Buddy Mize
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