It's a kind of lust thing, really,
A little bit of brief wandering.
And it started out two hearts, cold, kids with nothing
to lose.
And I don't suppose that you think that it's something,
I don't suppose that it bothers you still.
But it's the hold tight, hold steady,
Hold tight, see where it goes.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit daunting,
This you can't erase, this will not be scared, in the eye
of the storm.
In the moonlight, we walked
in the park at night.
We played go-olf, under statues
of Lennon, our hearts bound for breaking at dawn.
And I don't suppose that it means much of anything,
I don't suppose that you think of it too.
But it's the hold tight, hold steady,
hold tight, we're back in the game.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit over,
just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit over
again.
And I don't suppose that you think much of anything,
But I really hope that you think of me still.
Cos it's the hold tight, keep steady,
hold tight, back in the game.
Hold tight, hold steady now,
Hold tight, hold on
Hold tight, hold steady,
hold tight, we're back in the game.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit over,
just a little bit, just a little bit, just a little bit over,
again.