Changed My Grip - Rue Royale

I’ve been warned that if I don’t hold on tight

That I would bleed it out

And though I’ve kept hold of many things

Be sure I’ve changed my grip

To manage I confess

Been told of many wondrous things

Yet still I can’t decide

Between this heart and head of mine

There lay a great divide

Before I’m taken off somewhere

Within a dream at night

And if I wake while in midair

I hope that I would find

Where your head lay that night