Hang on to Me - The Wooden Sky

Mother to our people

She still got some things to prove

Pressed to find a reason

You know, I could name a few

But sometimes I want a baby

And oh, what can I do

Morning brings another empty womb

Hang on to me

You’re the only thing I have

To wash my body clean

Oh and guide me on my path

You know they held love like a trophy

Like they’ve never been on their knees

But when it gets too dark to see

You always calm me down

I nearly fell to pieces

Trying to wear my daddy’s shoes

I’m working on a sequel

You know good things come in twos

She said your love makes me crazy

And someday I’ll have to choose

Lover, that same trouble is just old news

Hang on to me

I’m the only chance you’ve got

Set your body free

And keep you from falling apart

And when they held love like a trophy

Like they’ve never been on their knees

It’s a lonely life to lead

And I could’ve spared you that