Hang on
When all hope is gone
And where light had shone
You are lost in the dark.
When fear flies high above the skylark.
As the weakness of a trembling heart
Leaves you in the lost and found.
You won't have to make a sound.
Hang on
I'm coming round.
Hang on
When those sad songs fill your head
When distant dreams swing by a thread.
Believe me
There is light
And I'll rescue you in style
When stars and moon invite
The brave to raise a smile.
Your empty heart
I will fill with sonnet sweet.
Leading you to peaceful meadow
Flowers at your feet.
Hang on my darling,
And I'll be there
In one shared heartbeat.
My love, I swear.
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