[ Featuring Jake Clemons ]
Won't do no fortune telling, no writing on my palms
Am I a ghost in your cemetery
Or am I painted on your wall? (Painted on your wall)
I forgive your transgressions for I know you are blind
Stuck in your neighborhood
And I am turning on a dime (turning on a dime)
I wanna hold ya
I wanna love ya
I wanna kiss ya
I wanna love ya
But you gotta reach out
Put your hands out
And I will be there
Oh, I will be there
I see you in the river, I see you in the hills
The lakes, they turn to ocean
And the ocean turns to rain
Oh, it turns to rain
I wanna hold ya
I wanna love ya
I wanna kiss ya
I wanna love ya
But you gotta reach out
Put your hands out
And I will be there
Oh, I will be there
Oh, I want to hold ya
I wanna look into your eyes and tell you that I need ya
I wanna hold ya
I wanna love ya
I wanna kiss ya
I wanna love ya
But you gotta reach out
Put your hands out
And I will be there
Oh, I will be there
Oh, I wanna hold ya
I wanna love ya
I wanna kiss ya
I wanna love ya
But you gotta reach out
Put your hands out
And I will be there
Oh, I will be there
(Wanna gold ya, wanna love ya)
(Wanna kiss ya, wanna love ya)
(I will be there, I will be there)
