It's the kind of lost thing, really A little bit of brief wondering And it's started out with ice-cold Kids with nothing to lose And I don't suppose that you think That it's something I don't suppose that it bothers you still But it's the hold tight Hold steady! Hold tight, See where it goes Just a little bit, just a little bit Just a little bit, don't take This you can't erase, This will not be scared I have the storm In the moonlight we walked in the park at night We played golf under statues of lennon Our hearts bound for breaking at dawn And I don't suppose that it means much of anything And I don't suppose that you think of it too But it's the hold tight Hold steady! Hold tight, We're back in the game Just a little bit, just a little bit Just a little bit over Just a little bit, just a little bit Just a little bit over again And I don't suppose that you think much of anything But I really hope that you think of me still 'Cause it's the hold tight Keep steady! Hold tight, Back in the game! Hold tight Hold steady now! Hold on Hold tight Hold steady Hold tight We're back in the game Just a little bit, just a little bit Just a little bit over Just a little bit, just a little bit Just a little bit over again