Hold On Me Testo

Testo Hold On Me

Am I Dreamin;She ain't never comin' backAnd my poor poor heartNever felt this badWell ain't it funnyJust like putty in your handsWell you keep talkingTalking down to meAnd your face is all that I can seeIt ain't funnyCause I'm like putty in your handsShe she's got a hold hold on meShe's gotta hold hold on meOne lonely night I was on my ownThen I saw youTrying to find your way back homeAnd it ain't funnyYou got no moneyIn your handYou know she cuts so deepCut you with the look in her eyesAnd if you start to bleedYou better run for your lifeWell it ain't funnyCause I'm like putty in your handsShe's got a hold on meShe's gotta holdShe's got a hold on meSo I've been toldShe she's got a hold no meShe's got a holdShe's got a hold on meShe She's gotta hold on meOh no