Take My Hand
Come on girl, tell me something
Tell me something I donâ"š¬â"ž¢t know
Little girl, should I be scared the way I am?
Does it feel OK to stand so close to me?
Take my hand, try to walk in time together
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m doubting it could ever be that real
Canâ"š¬â"ž¢t be sure, cannot rest inside worlds
Either one could change tomorrow
Then theyâ"š¬â"ž¢d see that none bear hurt
It isnâ"š¬â"ž¢t fair; it canâ"š¬â"ž¢t be worth the pain
Last time together
Only falling deep inside yourself again