by Eric Clapton and Phil Collins
Deep down in the dead of night I call out your name.
It seems now that nothing is right, there`s nothing but pain.
If only I`d told you I love you, now all I can do is...
Hold on, hold on to the feeling.
You`ve got to hold on, hold on to the feeling.
I don`t feel right on this sad night.
Lord, I`ve got thistles growing in my pillow.
If you could believe in me, then I could be strong,
And then we could set our love free and right all these wrongs.
You`ll know when I touch you how much you still mean to me, baby.
Chorus
Hold on, hold on.
Just give me one more chance.
Please give me one more chance.
Don`t tell me our romance is through.
Chorus
Hold on, hold on to the feeling.
Hold on, hold on to the feeling.
You`ve got to hold on, hold on to the feeling.
Hold on, hold on to the feeling.