Letras
Pack your bag, run away
Along the freeway, out of town
With the light and the night
It's over, it's alright
From this bed, between the sheets
Spilling over, spinning 'round
Bleeding still in the street
Ain't it bitter? Ain't it sweet? Oh-oh
Holding, holding on to you again
Holding, holding on to you again
Don't rush it, don't rush it, my love
I'm holding, holding on to you
Bet you lie on your back
In the backseat of his car
Kettle black, pepper night
Dylan Thomas passed around
Passing out on the floor
In the bathroom blacklight veil
We all meet once agian
Sing the songs and drink their wine, love
Well, how long did we stay in there?
Well, I can't believe my eyes
Well, how long did I take this?
Well, I can't hold on, no, hold on
Holding, holding on to you again
Holding, holding on to you again
I'm ready, I'm ready, my love
Holding, holding on to you