A Hand to Hold

The night is getting darker as I wander through the trees,
I can hear the wind as it rushes through the leaves,
I hope it makes sense when I say I really need that sound…
Cause somewhere in the silence there’s a voice of stone
That says I’m good for nothing and I’ll never find a home,
The wind is a reminder that it’s going to be alright somehow
And now we lie here in the middle of the dark,
There isn’t any fire but I still feel sparks
When you kiss me on the cheek,
You make it hard to speak,
You make me wanna leave the ground,
And I say
Oh,
I’ve got a place to go,
I’ve got a hand to hold,
After the sun goes down
And I,
I’ve got a place to hide,
Now that you’re by my side,
Nothing’s gonna get me down,
'Cause I’ve got a hand to hold
The night is getting darker as I wander through the woods,
If loving one another is the greatest of the goods,
Why does every brother try to kick each other when they’re down…
And somewhere in the silence is a voice of stone
That says we’re good for nothing and we’ll always be alone
But after I discovered you, I don’t believe that sound
(Breakdown!)