Deep down in the dead of night I call out your name It seems now that nothing is right, there's nothing but pain If only I'd told you I love you, now all I can do is
Hold on, hold on to the feeling You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling I don't feel right on this sad night Lord, I've got thistles growing in my pillow
If you could believe in me, then I could be strong And then we could set our love free and right all these wrongs You'll know when I touch you how much you still mean to me, baby
Hold on, hold on to the feeling You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling I don't feel right on this sad night Lord, I've got thistles growing in my pillow
Hold on, hold on
Just give me one more chance Please give me one more chance Don't tell me our romance is through
Hold on, hold on to the feeling You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling I don't feel right on this sad night Lord, I've got thistles growing in my pillow
Hold on, hold on to the feeling Hold on, hold on to the feeling You've got to hold on, hold on to the feeling Hold on, hold on to the feeling
Compositor: Eric Clapton e Phil CollinsPublicado em 2017 (21/Jul)ECAD verificado fonograma #13857379 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM