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