Hold On

Hold on Hold on Hold on to that smile Hold on Ho-o-o-o-o-old on That smile makes coming home worthwhile When I was away From March until May But Jenny hummed away I knew it was okay And the main roads were closed And I was so far from home No radio The radio was broke And the sky was pitch black Drove down that wrong track I just had to get back I had to get back When I was young Single and dumb I was just holding on I was holding on And the nights roll on in With a touch of your skin You shoot me a grin Send me in a spin As we start to get older With holes in our clothes These are wonderful times To be alive So hold on Hold on Hold on to that smile Hold on Ho-o-o-o-o-old on That smile makes coming home worthwhile