MARTHA:
What you've got to do is
Finish what you have begun
I don't know just how
But it's not over 'til you've won!
When you see the storm is coming
See the lightning part the skies
It's too late to run-
There's terror in your eyes!
What you do then is remember
This old thing you heard me say:
"It's the storm, not you
That's bound to blow away."
Hold on
Hold on to someone standing by
Hold on
Don't even ask how long or why!
Child, hold on to what you know is true
Hold on 'til you get through
Child, oh child!
Hold on!
When you feel your heart is poundin'
Fear a devil's at your door
There's no place to hide-
You're frozen to the floor!
What you do then is you force yourself
To wake up, and you say:
"It's this dream, not me
That's bound to go away."
Hold on
Hold on, the night will soon be by
Hold on
Until there's nothing left to try
Child, hold on, There's angels on their way!
Hold on and hear them say
"Child, oh child!"
And it doesn't even matter
If the danger and the doom
Come from up above or down below
Or just come flying
At you from across the room!
When you see a man who's raging
And he's jealous and he fears
That you've walked through walls
He's hid behind for years
What you do then is you tell yourself to wait it out
And say it's this day, not me
That's bound to go away
Child, oh hold on
It's this day, not you
That's bound to go away!