Matt Moberg - Hold Her Close lyrics

The wind in the trees, the ghost on my back The women and the whiskey and the coke and the cash How many ways can the bones of a heart break A fragile child with a fragile smile Don't ever grow stale, don't ever grow mild The bottoms of your boots are the tops of a hurricane So take my spirit and I'll take yours You can't qualify what you came for I will rise above the tragedy for you And hold her close, don't you let her go And hold her close, don't you let her go Don't you let her go, go, yeah, yeah And the poison is pretty when it's stuck on a stick The air isn't broken, my brothers got sick Nobody wins when nobody plays And the world is full of pirates and thieves But neither of them want to mess with me I got fire in my heart and soul, so father Hold her close, don't you let her go Don't you let her go, and hold her close Don't you let her go, don't let her go, hold her close Christ was a fighter who came as a saint He was strapped with a sword and didn't break He spread his arms so I could spread mine, too So father, forgive me for going astray I've been chasing those things that go away I'm climbing, I'm so enough, so father Hold me close, don't you let me go Don't you let me go, yeah, hold me close Don't you let me go, no, don't you let me go Hold me close, don't you let me go Don't you let me go, hold me close Don't you let me go, don't you let me go