I wanna run to you (oooh) Won't you hold me in your arms And keep me safe from harm I want to run to you (oooh) But if I come to you (oooh) Tell me, will you stay or will you run away I know that when you look at me There's so much that you just don't

Oh Nikita you will never know, anything about my home I'll never know how good it feels to hold you Nikita I need you so Oh Nikita is the other side of any given line in time Counting ten tin soldiers in a row Oh no, Nikita you'll never know Nikita

So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'Cause oh that gave me such a fright And we'll live a long life But I will hold as long as you like Just promise me we'll be alright You saw my pain, washed out in the rain Broken glass, saw the

They'll take me out at dawn and I will die There won't be time to share our love for we must say goodbye Oh, Grace just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger With all my love I'll place this wedding ring upon your finger As we gather in the

And if you would let them hold you These arms of mine, they are lonely Lonely and feeling blue These arms of mine, they are yearning Yearning from wanting you Oh, how grateful I will be These arms of mine, they are burning Burning from wanting you These

Power, power And woah the air is on fire This room feels electric, cord here in your sights I will never understand the power you're holding over me Oh you've had it too long, yes you've had it too long Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain,

in your hands I knew my weakness, oh hold, my hand can sign me not to darkness Take my eye and my whole my heart and board the yacht as it departs leave me on the shore but I will hunt no more

Let you go! You were there for me And I was there for you Holding out hope for you No-oh, never let you go! You will always be the one that I regret How will I let you go? You end up alone after all that you've done All that you've paid for

I will hold on hope Rain down, rain down on me Oh I will hold on I will hold on Don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds Spare me your judgments and spare me your dreams 'Cause recently mine have been tearing my seams I sit alone in this winter

Oh bless you please, Mrs. Robinson, Hey hey hey And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson, Jilly loves you more than you will know, Heaven holds a place for those who pray Hey hey hey, hey hey hey We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files We'd like