Laying down on a Sunday afternoon
Is there many more better things to do
You reply and kiss me on the cheek
I'd love to do more but its not really up to me
Please just hold me just hold me It's all I want.
Drinking Chardonnay and making food
With bodies and clothes are getting loose
What is the reason for this cruel denial
You ask me with a wide and worried smile
Just hold me please just hold just hold me it's all I want
Evening's come and time is getting late
The sun has gone it leaves dark and broken shapes
You hold me in your arms its not to late
And then it all comes flooding back me
As you held me you just held me on