i got your letter and the poetry you sent me

postmarked in december of last year

i really hope your doing better

all your friends close by your side

one step closer to recovery



i wish there was something i could say

to erase each and every page

you've been through

even though its not my place to save you



i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note

thats sealed with your last breath

and i won't stand aside

and listen to you give up



if you'll just hold on for one more second

if you just hold on to what you have

just hold on just hold on

if you'll just hold on for one more second

just hold on to what you have

if you just hold on just hold on



these arms remain stretched out to you

maybe someday you'll accept them

maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that wont stop beating

(maybe)



wake up wake up you've gotta believe

wake up wake up

you cant give up time keeps going on without us

long after we're dead and gone



i wish there was something i could say

to erase each and every page

you've been through

even though its not my place to save you



i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note

thats sealed with your last breath

and i won't stand aside

and listen to you give up



if you'll just hold on for one more second

just hold on to what you have

if you just hold on just hold on

if you'll just hold on for one more second

just hold on to what you have

if you just hold on just hold on