Somewhere outside London
where the wheels turn on nothing
I know she's cold
plagued by thoughts that linger
simple, nothing bigger, nothing whole
"Man alive! you tell yourself
"I'm stuck I just can't seem to take a hold
of sights or sounds or places"
a God I know the face of still untold

Go on, hold me
Go on, only
Hold on, beautiful

Witness what I listen
there's a world here you're missing to behold
a fiery night under the skies
to warm your heart and hide away the cold
venture out a little further somehow
you might find the courage to go
'cause if you stand there long enough
you will realize you're really on your own


Go on, hold me
Gon on, only
Hold on, beautiful

This time be my only girl
we could undress all the world
I'll unearth your things, then you'll see

Go on, hold me
Gon on, only
Hold on, beautiful