It's kind of sad really
Guess I'm the sort who'll linger
When the credits roll
I still can't leave a picture
The picture I hold In my heart

There's a road that's left to travel
There's bridges left to burn
There's songs i haven't written
lessons left to learn
There's reasons still to fight
There's you to kiss good night
Hold on… 
Hold on tight

It makes me mad really
Wish I could blame a twister
Or a hurricane, 
Or my pesky sister
Wish I could blame away this feelin
In my heart