Lyrics: Samuel Beekwilder
Music: Samuel Beekwilder/Jurrien Matthijs van Zutphen/Boudewijn Reinier Pleij/Harm-Jan Aron Smit
hold me till my lonely dissipate
till love is a thing I don’t need to anticipate
momma said it could set me straight
so I want it real no imitation
you the real deal not an iteration
ready to admit, adoration
and i got no reservations left
all of that in the rear view mirror
and the tempo I depend on is irrelevant
when you love me and you leave me for the hell of it
just forsake me or embrace me, open up a bit
i’m spinning round in a pit cus
baby it’s hard, so hard
to define what we been for so long
give you my heart in my palm, i oughta
show you all of my cards open
laid out on the table
give you my heart in my palm, my love, hold on
hold me till my loneliness disappear
it’s been one hell of a year
console me once for the pain twice for the routine
and say what you mean girl mean what you say
lost in a confession
just a little bit longer than i expected
will you hold me when i’m in need of direction
offer me connection
when it’s all done you could say that
the tempo I depend on is irrelevant
when you love me and you leave me for the hell of it
just forsake me or embrace me, open up a bit
i’m spinning round in a pit cus
baby it’s hard, so hard
to define what we been for so long
give you my heart in my palm, i oughta
show you all of my cards open
laid out on the table
give you my heart in my palm, my love, hold on
baby it’s hard, so hard
to define what we been for so long
give you my heart in my palm, i oughta
my love, hold on
my love, hold on
my love, hold on
my love, hold on