Why do you talk to me, don't talk to me You'll only make me frail, only make me fail, only. I don't know what to do, don't understand It's hard to play this scene Discovering what's real, real
Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding
Even so, I confess my thoughts possess a momentary fear A whisper in my ear, clearer. If it was up to me I'd make a stand and open up the door I'd reach beyond these shores, nearer
Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding
Reaching for the sun, holding me, reside in me Breathing in the sun, over me, surrounding me
Holding on, Holding onto Holding on, Holding...
Reaching for the sun, holding every ray Breathing in the sun, over me...