Hold

She holds me so near
That I, I can hear myself breathing
She holds me so dear
That I see no point in leaving
Oh but I try to be a better man
Leaving me die is playing a better hand, oh no but for now

I'll wait till the ocean meets the sand
And I'll stay only if you hold me by the hand
Every hour, we spend apart
It allows me numb my heart

She knows I'm afraid
And that I, I play with rules so loosely
I try to walk away
So that I can be relieved of duty
Oh but I try to be a better man
How many times till it's more than you can stand oh no but

I'll wait till the ocean meets the sand
And I'll stay only if you hold me by the hand
Every hour, we spend apart
It allows me numb my heart



Credits
Writer(s): Robin Healy
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