Hold my hand, everything will be okay
I heard from the heavens that clouds have been grey
Pull me close, wrap me in your aching arms
I see that you’re hurtin’
Why’d you take so long to tell me you need me?
But if you decide to, I’ll ride in this life with you
I won’t let go tlil the end
I see that you’re bleeding
You don’t need to show me again
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