37.Hold Tight London
Lyricist：Thomas Owen Rowlands, Edmund John Simons, Anna-lynne Williams
So why do I warn you？
I see things when I hold you
But I've whispered, 'It's alright'
It was you and me and a long night
You're a ghost in the doorway
I can see through and I hold tight
Understand holding until it hurts
I just want you here and you're lovely
You're a ghost in the doorway
I can see through and I hold tight
Understand holding until it hurts
I just want you here and you're lovely
Don't worry, nothing can go wrong
Don't worry, nothing can go wrong
Don't worry, nothing can go wrong
Don't worry, nothing can go wrong
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