Hold of Me - Dean Lewis

I've been listenin' to the silence Hoping that the time would move you I put my faith in your promise That you'd be here soon Don't doubt it darlin', the stars may be fallin' I'm still coming for youI can hear your whisper Every doubt screams where are you And every moment waiting makes the day Harder to get trough Don't give up darlin', the stars may be fallin' I'm still coming for you Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on I can swear I feel you Every time I lay my head down Nothing but restless sleepless Long nights now Don't lose hope darlin', the stars may be fallin' I'm still coming for you Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Don't doubt it darlin' I'm holdin' on Don't give up darlin' I'm holdin' on Don't lose hope darlin' I'm holdin', hold, hold Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on Hold just a little longer Hold on

The star that gives us light Has been gone a while But it's not an illusion The ache in my heart Is so much a part Of who I am Something in your eyes Took a thousand years to get here Something in your eyes Took a thousand years, a thousand years Hold me close Hold me close and don't let me go Hold me close Like I'm someone that you might know Hold me close The darkness just lets us see Who we are I've got your life inside of me Iris Iris Once we are born We begin to forget The very reason we came But you I'm sure I've met Long before the night the stars went out We're meeting up again Hold me close Hold me close and don't let me go Hold me close Like I'm someone that you might know Hold me close The darkness just lets us see Who we are I've got your life inside of me Iris Iris The stars are bright, but do they know The universe is beautiful, but cold You took me by the hand I thought that I was leading you But it was you made me your man Machine, I dream where you are Iris standing in the hall She tells me I can do it all Iris wakes to my nightmares Don't fear the world, it isn't there Iris playing on the strand She buries the boy beneath the sand Iris says that I will be the death of her It was not me Iris Iris She said: "Free yourself to be yourself If only you could see yourself Free yourself, to be yourself If only you could see"

In the night, in the middle of the day I call you over, but you always hesitate Used to tell me "you should leave it up to fate" Now I that I never have to wait Close my eyes, let down my hair I'm thinking 'bout what I want, gonna take me there Turn the dial on the stereo I'm thinking 'bout who I want, and I won't let go You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, hold me down In a T-shirt, in my satin lingerie A little lower, little higher, change pace Used to wait here, but you'd always be too late Now I can go here, and I never have to fake Close my eyes, let down my hair I'm thinking 'bout what I want, gonna take me there Turn the dial on the stereo I'm thinking 'bout who I want, and I won't let go You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, only I can do that You can't hold me down, hold me down, ooh A-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh A-ya, oh-wa, oh-ooh-ah, you can't hold me A-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh A-ya, oh-wa, oh-ooh-ah, you can't hold me Thought you were my only love (a-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh) But I found someone with the perfect touch (a-ya, oh-wa) Oh-ooh-wa, you can't hold me I don't want to waste your time (a-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh) Got a secret and it's mine all mine (a-ya, oh-wa) Oh-ooh-wa, you can't hold me I used to have to wait around (a-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh) Stay home, baby, I can hold it down (a-ya, oh-wa) Oh-ooh-wa, you can't hold me Now I don't have to look no more (a-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh) I'm the one that I've been waiting for (a-ya, oh-wa) Oh-ooh-wa, you can't hold me A-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh A-ya, oh-wa, oh-ooh-ah, you can't hold me A-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh A-ya, oh-wa, oh-ooh-ah, you can't hold me A-ya, oh-wa-oh-oh A-ya, oh-wa, oh-ooh-ah, you can't hold me

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour