White Wishes - Hold Your Hand

If you don't want to hold my hand I will hold yours I will hold yours I'll bring you to the place it was behind those steady wooden doors The place where skies are always blue the sunset rise better walk into  We’ll take out shades and broken arms sit on the bench and watch the city You’ve found the key and you’ve found the door, but I don’t want to anymore It took too long to realize there’s been no future in your eyes The time has come to make it clear I’m sorry if I made you cry I say it to you in a bitter fear It’s either us or last goodbye

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