| Feeling lately, this house is not a home
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| Planted seeds in the garden, now the weeds have overgrown
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| It’s been weeks, babe, since we last spoke
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| Empty bottles, and the ashtrays overflow
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| Finding new ways to cope
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| Haunted by your echoes
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| Just keep trying to kill your ghost
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| I keep catching my reflection restless from the outside
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| When there’s no way left to win just fighting fortune not to lose
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| I’m just trying to hold on to your love, hold on to your love
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| In spite of my demons
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| Trust is a patient heart
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| A head full of doubt
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| A whisper in the dark:
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| We’re just going through the motions
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| Fear festers in the pit of my gut
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| Says if not now, I will never be good enough
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| If not myself, who can I trust
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| I am not what I’ve become
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| Fear festers in the pit of my gut
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| Says if not now I will never be what was
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| If not myself, who can I trust
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| I am not what I’ve become
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| I’ve been waiting for, waiting for you
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| Like a dream clings to some kind of truth
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| You are saving me, saving me from myself
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| And these doubts I can’t dispel, you know
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| And though it hurts like hell, you know
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| I only wish you well, you know
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| I’m just trying to hold on to your love, hold on to your love
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| In spite of my demons
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| Trust is a patient heart
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| A head full of doubt
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| A whisper in the dark
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| I’m just trying to hold on to your love, hold on to your love
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| I’m just trying to hold on to your love, hold on to your love
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| We’re just going through the motions |