So hold, hold on to all the nights that make us feel we belong
I know, I know the punch clock doesn't chime, it tolls
Prolong, prolong all the time I have to sing you this song
Sometimes, sometimes tomorrow morning doesn't chime, it tolls
If I get so old that I forget all of this
Hang these pictures by my bed
Retell me every story that I've forgotten
So I can keep them as close as I can
So hold, hold on to all the nights that make us feel we belong
I know, I know that the punch clock doesn't chime, it tolls
These are the nights that make us feel that we belong
So hold, hold on to all the nights that make us feel we belong
These are the nights that make us feel that we belong
Sometimes, sometimes tomorrow morning doesn't chime, it tolls
These are the nights that make us feel that we belong
These are the nights that make us feel that we belong