I don’t know which way to go from here, you in your cave, and I with my tears. Over and over we face this fear of losing it all// Baby hold on, baby hold on, to what we’ve got// True love comes to those who wait. I still believe this old cliché, and that we said we’d stay come what may/ It takes a dose of suffering to keep an eye on the main thing. Keep the main thing the main thing// Chorus// Some would say it’s not a lot, but we found out love’s not bought. It’s what remains, its what remains,
when all is lost…Baby hold on// To all that we believe and all that we have loved
