How are you still holding on? One day it's here and then it's gone On your own Through the eyes of someone else You and everybody else What's it all about You've felt this way for far too long Waiting for a change to come You know you're not the only one

It's coming down for me this way And comfort you and feel this It's coming from a heated place This place that means it's all there Just hold my waist I play the part of my favorite play I feel the audio and all its waves Nobody loves a hidden face So

You got me runnin', you got me searchin' It's so sad if that's the way it's over Hold on (hold on), sweet talkin' lover (hold on) Slow down (slow down), sweet talkin' woman (She's gone so long) What can I do? I gotta get back to you (Where could she be?)

It's always something before the late night Around the corner, there's always something waiting for you Can't hold their hands back, can't make the sun rise It's always something, you know it's always something Early in the morning Your eyes meet the sun

Something's got a hold on me Love or somethin like it's got a hold on me It's cheap but it ain' free Show me a bar with a good lookin woman Then just get out of my way Show me the jukebox, I'll tell you a song you should play Sooner a later a few shots

I feel you in my bones, oh oh oh oh From my head down to my toes, oh oh oh oh And I know it's a long way down While we're caught in between Won't you stay in the middle with me? Hold me close And don't ever let me go In your heart I found a home

But it's all coming back to me And you hold me like that It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now There were moments of gold And there were flashes of light But then they'd always seemed right There were nights of endless pleasure I can

A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough And then it's

Whiskey and you, Ain't nothing I can do, But come crawling back to, Whiskey and you. Always there, When my world starts closing in, Something to hold, No matter how long it's been. Gets me high,

Or into it what you read You can do it your own way If it's done just how I say Independence limited Freedom of choice is mad for you my friend Doesn't matter what you see Freedom of speech is words that they will bend Freedom with their exception Do you