Lyrics
I hear a lot about sinners
Don't think that I'll be a saint
But I might go down to the river
'Cause the way that the sky opens up when you touch me
Is making me say
The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Oh God, runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy
I don't do well with the drama
And no, I can't stand bein' fake
I don't believe in Nirvana
But the way that we love in the night came alive
Baby, I can't explain
The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Oh God, runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy
They say we're too young and
The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'"
Wise men say, "Fools rush in"
But I don't know
They say we're too young and
The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'"
Wise men say, "Fools rush in"
But I don't know
Oh, no, no
The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Oh God, runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
It feels so holy