If I could
Make this right for you
I probably would
But the grip that held on tight
Our brave
Carry me through the night
(Ah, ah, ah)
I feel the slipping
Down your bed
Release all fears, you're mine
Just gripping your arms so tight
Holding
Holding on through the night
(Ah)
But the morning
It haunts me
(Ah, ah)
(Ah)
But the morning
It haunts me
(Ah, ah)
(Ah)
But the morning
It haunts me
(Ah, ah)
(Ah)
But the morning
It haunts me
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah)