Text: Paul Brandt. Hold On.

It will find you at the bottom of a bottle
It will find you at the needle's end
It will find you when you beg and steal and borrow
It will follow you into a stranger's bed

It will find you when they serve you with the papers
It will find you when the locks have changed again
It will find you when you've called in all your favors
It will meet you at the bridge's highest ledge

So baby, don't look down, it's a long way
The sun will come around to a new day

So hold on, love will find you
Hold on, He's right behind you now
Just turn around and love will find you

It will find you when the doctor's head is shaking
It will find you in a boardroom, mostly dead
It will crawl into the foxhole where you're praying
It will curl up in your halfway empty bed

So baby, don't believe that it's over
Maybe you can't see 'round the corner

So hold on, love will find you
And hold on, He's right behind you now
Just turn around and love will find you

To hang between two thieves in the darkness
Love must believe you are worth it, you are worth it

So hold on, love will find you
Hold on, He's right behind you now
Just turn around, He's right behind you now
Just turn around, love will find you

Hold on
Hold on, it'll be okay
Hold on
Hold on, it'll be alright

Hold on
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