Hold On

Middle of the nightWhen it comes creepingI lay awake, when I should be sleepingLike an Agatha Christie mystery during intermissionI hold on, I hold onWorking everydayLiving for the weekendI never learned to swim, how did I end up in the deep-endLike a champion high diver waiting for the olympicsI hold on, I hold onWe wrestle with the devil in the flickering lightNo way to tell who's winning the fightHold onHold onHold onYou're gonna get through itTime and againIt's the same old questionWhere am I heading with this strange obsessionLake a gambler playing onWhen he keeps on loosingI hold on, I hold onWe dance with the devil in the flickering lightNo way to tell when your stepping it rightHold onHold onHold onYou're gonna get through itHold onHold onHold onYou know you're gonna get through itYesterday is dead and goneSo today this life goes onGot to keep on movingYesterday is dead and goneSo today this life goes onGot to keep on movingWe dance with the devil in the flickering lightNo way to tell when your stepping it rightHold onHold onHold onYou're gonna get through itHold onHold onHold onYou know you're gonna get through itHold onHold onHold onYour gonna get through