Matt Moberg - Hold Her Close 歌词

The wind in the trees, the ghost on my back
The women and the whiskey and the coke and the cash
How many ways can the bones of a heart break
A fragile child with a fragile smile
Don't ever grow stale, don't ever grow mild
The bottoms of your boots are the tops of a hurricane
So take my spirit and I'll take yours
You can't qualify what you came for
I will rise above the tragedy for you
And hold her close, don't you let her go
And hold her close, don't you let her go
Don't you let her go, go, yeah, yeah
And the poison is pretty when it's stuck on a stick
The air isn't broken, my brothers got sick
Nobody wins when nobody plays
And the world is full of pirates and thieves
But neither of them want to mess with me
I got fire in my heart and soul, so father
Hold her close, don't you let her go
Don't you let her go, and hold her close
Don't you let her go, don't let her go, hold her close
Christ was a fighter who came as a saint
He was strapped with a sword and didn't break
He spread his arms so I could spread mine, too
So father, forgive me for going astray
I've been chasing those things that go away
I'm climbing, I'm so enough, so father
Hold me close, don't you let me go
Don't you let me go, yeah, hold me close
Don't you let me go, no, don't you let me go
Hold me close, don't you let me go
Don't you let me go, hold me close
Don't you let me go, don't you let me go
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