Hold It - Marshall Crenshaw

Rain on my window

Michael (Jackson) on my radio

737, this room I’m in

This moment won’t ever be here again

Try to remember, hold on tight forever

To your life and love every night and day

Hold on and don’t let it slip away

BRIDGE:

Whenever sadness and darkness

Threaten to mess up my day

When the blues come around me

I throw my hands in the air and I say

Hold it… Hold it… oooh…

World’s in a hurry

Too many worries

But I don’t want to loose everything I’ve gained

So I tell myself again and again

BRIDGE:

And whenever somebody tells you

That all the good times are through

Look into their eyes and tell them

I’m sure surely glad that I’m not you