I'm holding on, I'm holding back There's so much missing on this map I want to breath in the night sky [[Yeahhh]] Anything to feel alive How long before
and birth a child (Thank you) And the way you play dumb even When we living real foul (Ooh, thank ya) And even as a single parent, momma You still hold
I hear you clearly Though you're hardly in my view For I'll listen in the way in which you told me Hold them nearly, all these murmurs of the earth Pushing
And I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity And I'm gonna hold on
hand to hold Searching faces for the one to call home But their touch just left me cold I don't know what went wrong Or how I've been going on I've been
at your feet And there's no signs to guide you Across these broken streets Now we're all searching for something Something we can hold on to And I've
THE WORDS? Rescue me from the mire Whisper words of desire Rescue me - darlin' rescue me With your arms open wide Want you here by my side Come to me - darlin' rescue
me with brutality, Talk to me, so you can see, Oh, what's going on, What's going on, Yeah, what's going on, Ah, what's going on, Father, father, everybody
world, comes a little undone And you need a hand to hold on to Every hour, every day, every minute Take a look and you will find That I will be your rescue
told (And it's) the mystery of love How we go on and on forever (And it's) the mystery of love Coming to rescue Rescue me A man and a woman Lost in
embrace of her hold I won't call it rescue what brought me here back to the old world to drink and decline And to pretend that the search for another
spotlight but Maggie Pie, the television personality, focuses on the inconsolable Ida who croons a heartbreaking 'EVERY TEAR A MOTHER CRIES'. She determinedly sets out on a journey in search
Uh huh, alright This time I'm gonna do my best to make it right Can't go on without you by my side hold on Shelter come and rescue me out of this storm
October not long past Jim Nightshade and Will Halloway Would never be quite so young anymore Fury, the seller of lightning rods, foretells the coming storm The light's on
talk anymore Feels like I'm stranded All on my own (Feels like I'm stranded All on my own) Stranded (My own) Stranded (My own) Stranded Stranded (All on
walk alone. An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time. Just another heart in need of rescue waiting on love's sweet charity an' I'm gonna hold on
