Hold my hand,
everything will be okay.
I heard from the heavens,
that clouds have been grey.
Pull me close,
wrap me in your aching arms.
I see that you're hurting,
why'd you take so long,
to tell me you need me?
I see that you're bleeding,
you don't need to show me again,
but if you decide to,
I'll ride in this life with you,
I won't let go 'til the end.
