The Times

Harry Marshall

Compositor: Harry Marshall

Get out on the street, my honey
The wolves scratching at your door, howl as you come home
You can do what you like, my darling
The weight on your shoulders feels like its about ten ton

And they’ve been following your footsteps
As if you were both walking in the snow
Don’t go down that alley
Don’t go down that alley alone

But you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me
Yeah, you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me

Let it go, go and we’ll see where it goes
Let it go, go and we’ll see where it goes
Lights go out in the colder times

Well, I can take all these punches
Over and over, but I know I won’t end up on the floor
This’ll all end in tears, my darling
But at least we’ll know, either way we’ll both be sure

But you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me
Yeah, you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me, oh, to me

Let it go, go and we’ll see where it goes
Let it go, go and we’ll see where it goes
Lights go out in the colder times
I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna fight, I don’t wanna go

Let it go, go and we’ll see where it goes

But you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me
Yeah, you’ve gotta hold on
Hold on to me