Jackson Browne

Jackson Browne - Holding lyrics

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 I'm standing here and hoping for you

Holding my door open for you now

Ask just what you will of me

I'll bend just like a willow tree

And now I'm holdin'

Holdin' my door open to the wind



Well seven times she came to me

And each time seemed the same to me

She knows just what to ask me now

And I can't help but wonder how

And now I'm holdin'

Holdin' my door open before the wind



I wrote my name upon the sands

With questioningly weary hands

The tide arose and answered me

And washed my name into the sea

And now I'm holdin'

Holdin' my door open before the wind                      
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