歌手:Beth Hart
专辑:《Better Than Home》

Whiskey wants a joke

The Marlboro wants to smoke

And tears need some salt to get by

The thorn looks for a crown

The beggar for a town

And The woman is never satisfied

Everyone's looking

For something to hold

Some kind of savior

They need to be told

To hold on

To hold on

Baby needs a mother

But the mother wants a lover
And this house can't find home anywhere

The ship is scared to sink

The thirsty scared to drink

And I can't find God way down here

Everyone's looking

For something to hold

Some kind of savior

They need to be told

To hold on

To Hold on

You can run

You can hide

But nothing good ever really dies

The pasture's all dried out
The crows are all cried out
The hen hangs her head in the yard

And I'm tired of running

There's got to be something
For this cold broken down heart

Everyone's looking

For someone to blame

They sharpen their razors

Go out as they came

Someone tell em

Someone tell em

To hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

To Hold on

Someone tell em

Someone tell em

Someone tell em to hold on