Who Holds Your Hand

Can’t blame it on the moon no more, no
Can’t blame it on the radar weather
Can’t blame it on my lucky stars
Or my mother or my father
Well, I’m holed up in the bell tower
Looking for four walls to bounce off
Looking for a donkey I could
Maybe pin a tail on
Well I’ve taken to staying up late
I’ve taken up bowling
I take a couple aspirin
And I call my lover in the morning
Well I’ve taken to talking to myself
And I don’t even get it
Gotta get out of my head
It’ll drive me crazy if I let it
Who holds your hand
When you’re alone
Who holds your hand
When you’re alone