Tom Vek Hold Your Hand
I'm a lost cowboy
Waiting for the truth
That's written on the wall, yeah
Turning pages in the
Entrance book of
The world you live in
Hold your hand
You take all my feelings
And wrap them up
I'm singing through grit teeth, yeah
This is a warm room
Safe and holy
I don't need anything
Hold your hand
A sunny morning
Hold your hand
