Hold Your Hand

If you don't want to hold my hand
I will hold yours
I will hold yours

I'll bring you to the place it was
behind those steady wooden doors

The place where skies are always blue
the sunset rise better walk into

We'll take out shades and broken arms
sit on the bench and watch the city

You've found the key and you've found the door,
but I don't want to anymore

It took too long to realize
there's been no future in your eyes

The time has come to make it clear
I'm sorry if I made you cry

I say it to you in a bitter fear
It's either us or last goodbye