I wore a ring that was taken so hastily. Thinking naively that it
Guaranteed my safety. I’m looking at eyes that have stumbled across
A shooting star. Saying that’s alright, I know the kind of man you
Are… (Chorus) Holding on, is like the ways of the wind. Holding
On is like the ways of the wind. How many things I recall I can’t
Take too far. She’s good at collecting and counting all the things
You are. Forever racing the flames she liked to put me through. I
Was never a good seahorse but can practice rides on you… Another
World, another space, another mind insist I’m crying… I once
Experienced time with you, now all exist through rage and
Sighing… Simon says I love you, but not as much as you display,
Who says it’s alright, when Simon say’s she’s yesterday… (Chorus)
Holding on, holding on is like the ways of the wind. Like holding
On a Nova Star. Holding on, holding on is like the ways of the
Wind. The search for who you are… Underneath love theme lies a
Superficial chain. Whatever seduced the barrier thinks everything
Should stay the same. I’m meeting my mind say hi, I think I love
You. I never used to run from love. But calculate what I’ve been
Through… Whatever love, whatever vibe, whenever I’m convinced
