Can't blame it on the moon no more, no Can't blame it on the radar weather Can't blame it on my lucky stars Or my mother or my father Well, I'm holed up in the bell tower Looking for four walls to bounce off Looking for a donkey I could Maybe pin a tail on Well I've taken to staying up late I've taken up bowling I take a couple aspirin And I call my lover in the morning Well I've taken to talking to myself And I don't even get it Gotta get out of my head It'll drive me crazy if I let it Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone So I put a cup of tea on And I looked at Rand McNally I put a couple shoes on And I hurried down the alley Now I'm driving down the highway Trying to get the lead out Rolling down the window And I'm sticking my neck out Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone Hold on Hold on Hold on Some people believe in Jesus And I guess that works real good Some people believe in God Like they believe in knocking on wood Religion is a picture window Life is not a pretty picture Rattles when the wind blows And it never knew what hit her Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone Who Holds Your Hand When you're alone