Im Holding You — текст песни (Ween)

Im flyin (flyin)

In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase

Im seein (seein)

The future, the past as I lay the present to waste

Im scopin (scopin)

All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come true

And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby

Im holdin you



Im breathin (breathin)

The fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen

Im climbin (climbin)

The walls to where good and evil make amends

Im trippin, writhin and squealin, pukin

Looking for someone like you

And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby

Im holdin you



Im flyin (flyin)

In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase

Im seein (seein)

The future, the past as I lay the present to waste

Im scopin (scopin)

All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come true

And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby

Im holdin you

And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby

Im holdin you