So I sing to the wind
Don't you dare take my friend
There are fires still to light
Rivers yet to swim
Hold on brother ben

Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Stay strong brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Let the angels here gather round

The tide is turning
Sometimes
I still get scared of the dark
It's not about perfect
There's no straight lines in the human heart
So I guess I'll aim for good enough
If that's enough for you my love
And we'll dance on the flames of circumstance
It all disappears in the end
It's long gone eleven
But the phone keeps ringing
I don't know what I'd do without a friend
I don't know what I'd do without a friend

So I sing to the wind
Don't you dare take my friend
There are fires still to light
Rivers yet to swim
Hold on brother ben

Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Stay strong brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Let the angels here gather round you now

Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Hold on brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Stay strong brother, hold on brother
Hold on, brother hold on
Let the angels here gather round