Changed My Grip

I've been warned that if I don't hold on tight
That I would bleed it out
And though I've kept hold of many things
Be sure I've changed my grip
To manage I confess

Been told of many wondrous things
Yet still I can't decide
Between this heart and head of mine
There lay a great divide

Before I'm taken off somewhere
within a dream at night
And if I wake while in midair
I hope that I would find
Where your head lay that night



Credits
Writer(s): Brook Dekker, Ruth Emily Dekker
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