She don't know the colors in her hair Auburn, purple, gold I don't care She whispers over me like the trees Climb the highest mountain Just to see her Hold, hold me so And as they stagger in From under the darkest holes Forgive and begin again Hope is like a curl On a baby's head Hold.hold.hold... hold Hold, hold, hold me so Hold me, hold me, hold me so Hold, hold, hold me so Ooo ooo oooooo, Ooo ooo ooo oooooo