Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back Take my fucking hand And never be afraid again We could be perfect one last night And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand

Broken arrows in the dark So take my hand, don't let go 'Cause it's not too late, it's not too late I, I see the hope in your heart And sometimes you lose it, sometimes you're shooting But I, I see the hope in your heart You stripped your love down to

Take my hand Let me stand Where no one stands alone Hold my hand all the way Every hour, every day Come here to the great unknown Once I stood in the night With my head bowed low In the darkness

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up out of the water Raise my hands up to the father

Did we leave our love behind? Take my hand, baby we're over land I know flying over water makes you cry But I can't for the life of me say why From the sky we look so organized and brave In the heat I saw you rising from the dirt From the sky the

My love (so don't give away) Ain't another woman that could take your spot Because, I can see us holding hands Walking on the beach our toes in the sand I can see us on the country side Sitting in the grass laying side by side You can be my baby Let me

Tell me why I can't get no relief Wonderin' when they'll come for me A paranoid man makes paranoid plans I'll do what I can but it's out of my hands Struggling just to find my peace Never know when someone come and try to take my life I been sleeping

Do you love me do you want to be my friend And if you do Well then don't be afraid to take me by the hand If you want to I think this is how love goes Check yes or no It started way back in third grade I used to sit beside Emmylou Hayes A pink dress, a

I only want to be In your record collection As I thought I was I take too long To answer telephones I take too long to type my name And record messages But my handwriting is excellent