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hold on

1990

you stay close by my side
when the doors seem shut you show me another way
and when the lights grow dimn
i can hear your voice and what you say
 the wind howls through the night
 the darkness squeezes al hope from my mind
 and then you give your hand
 and you show me a life of another kind

   hold on tight
   just hold my hand
   be my light
   and i think i'll understand
   lead the way
   show me how
   and i'll follow the words you say

the mist may block my view
   and confuse my eyes
and lead me far away
and the rock may hurt my feet while i'm on my way
where do i go
i do not know if i do not see the burning light
so i wait on you
take my hand and hold it tight

   hold on tight
   just hold my hand
   be my light
   and i think i'll understand
   lead the way
   show me how
   and i'll follow the words you say

© Jacques Steyn