It's kind of sad really Guess I'm the sort who'll linger When the credits roll I still can't leave a picture The picture I hold In my heart
There's a road that's left to travel There's bridges left to burn There's songs i haven't written lessons left to learn There's reasons still to fight There's you to kiss good night Hold on… Hold on tight
It makes me mad really Wish I could blame a twister Or a hurricane, Or my pesky sister Wish I could blame away this feelin In my heart