It holdâs you tight, between these lines, it holdâs you tight.
It holdâs you tight, between these lines, it holdâs you tight.
Did the fires rip through your town, did you wait for rain to drown your sorrow,
In the light your hurt concealed, in the bed your soul revealed,
Iâm sleeping with your ghosts, sleeping with your ghosts.
It holdâs you tight, between these lines, it holdâs you tight.
It holdâs you tight, between these lines, it holdâs you tight.
You walk cross these fields in solitude,
The sting of your tearâs forestalls you,
This world lies in fear and waiting,
Just open your eyes itâs there for the taking.
Itâs holdâs you tight, but itâs your right, but itâs your rightâ¦
Hear the wind through the trees,
Feel the tide of the sea,
See the world at morning light,
Feel my heart beat tonight,
Over sea and over land,
Feel life slip through your hands,
Iâll raise it up for you to see,
But donât waste your breath on me,
Donât waste your breath on meâ¦