Young thing, neatly sorted
Looking like what the doctor ordered
Coming out just a bit distorted
Please don't turn the record off
Cause I feel like Casanova
Brush that chip off your shoulder
Before we get any older
Won't you take your hammer to that clock
When you twist my arm, yeah
You're ringing that false alarm, yeah
Let's settle down and start a farm
We can sleep until the rooster crows
In time, you will see it
Dollar bills, you don't need it
Good love, girl I bleed it
Can't you feel the undertoe?
Can't you feel it?
Sleep until the rooster crows
When you hold on to nothing
Nothing holds back on to you
Please believe that I'm holding on
I'm holding on
Holding on to you
I like the way you crumble
One touch without a grumble
I try my best to stay humble
But you got me floating on cloud nine
Feel small in the city
Shine bright but stay so gritty
And you alone its such a pity
Won't you call me, I'll be right on time
I'll be right on time
Got me floating on cloud nine
When you hold on to nothing
Nothing holds back on to you
And when smoke clears, pride for love
Won't be your substitute
We are only as free as we want to be my dear
I said I'm holding on to you
Won't you hold back on baby
Hold back on to me
Dive into my blood
Swim like fire through my veins
Oh so deadly, so dangerous
But I feel no pain
With you by my side
I feel like I could fly
Watch the mountains fade to nothing as we pass them by
Baby you and me
Oh, can't you see
Wont you hold back on to me
I feel like number one
With you under my thumb
Oh baby, I said I'm holding on
Oh yeah
Well I'm holding on to you
Holding on to you