Florence Rawlings Can't Hold Your Hand
These lonely streets just ain´t the same
When I can´t hold your hand
And I can´t call your name
And baby, it´s so cold
Since you blew out the flame
´Cause I can´t hold your hand
And I can´t call your name
(Can´t hold your hand, can´t call your name)
The good times stopped rolling
When you went away
Birds stopped singing on that hopeless day
Oh darling, won´t you bring me back my soul
Let the birds start singing
And let the good times roll again
You and me, baby
We had our whole life planned
Now it´s all in the past
And I can´t understand
And baby, it´s so cold
Since you blew out the flame
´Cause I can´t hold your hand
And I can´t call your name
(Can´t hold your hand, can´t call your name)
And I can´t call your name
