Hold It

Rain on my window

Michael (Jackson) on my radio

Seven-three-seven this room I'm in

This moment won't ever be here again

Try to remember, hold on tight forever

To your life and love every night and day

Hold on and don't let it slip away

Whenever sadness and darkness

Threaten to mess up my day

When the blues come around me

I throw my hands in the air, and I say

Hold it, hold it, oh,

World's in a hurry

Too many worries

But I don't want to lose everything I've gained

So I tell myself again and again

And whenever somebody tells you

That all the good times are through

Look into their eyes and tell them

I'm sure surely glad that I'm not you