St. Lola in the Fields – Hold Me -2

Silence swing the tale of love
Just try to ain't just enough
To feel your fingertips
So much to lose what there is
Too many ......

Let's don't make guarantees
Promses we have to keep
Let's let what will be - will be
Hold me, hold me, hold me baby
This might be the last chance
For one last kiss
Hold me, hold me, hold me baby
This might be the last chance
To feel like this

If I don't see your face again
It wouldn't change a single thing I did
We both know what it takes for
You and me - and that's ok
Cause we both lose and we both win

Let's don't make guarantees
Promses we have to keep
Let's let what will be - will be
Hold me, hold me, hold me baby
This might be the last chance
For one last kiss
Hold me, hold me, hold me baby
This might be the last chance
To feel like this

Feels like waking up
Then crashing to the ground
Feels like getting high
And feels like coming down
So is this your everything
That keeps you hanging on?
That's when it slips away
It's gone, it's gone it's gone...