It's a crazy rancid
dance we do
Hold On.

It's illusions fading
into illusions created
Hold on.

It's a solitary star lite
full moon night
Hold on.

There is laughter in an
empty room
Lover's shadows on a darkened
wall
Curtains waltzing
in a warm wind night
Hold on

There is a woman on the
road tonight
running from this room
she had loved me then
she had loved when.

She turned up the music
Turning down desire.
Hold on.

Reaching and missing
at cross-roads passed
turn down the music
return to me.
Hold on.

The moon is fading
the stars are dimming
the sun is rising
the last note is played.

Hold On.