I wore a ring that was taken so hastely,

Thinking naively that it guaranteed my safety

I'm looking at eyes that have stumbled across a shooting star

Saying that's alright, I know the kind of man you are



Holding on is like the ways of the wind,

Holding on is like the ways of the wind



How many things I recall I can't take too far

She's good at collecting

and counting on the things you are

Forever racing the flames she loved to put me through

I was never a good seahorse

But I can practice rides on you

Another world, another space,

another mind insists I'm crying

I once experienced time with you

Now all exists through rage and sighing

Simon says I love you

But not as much as you display

Who says its alright

Then Simon says she's yesterday



Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Like holding on a Nova Star

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

The constant search for who you are

Oh, life



Underneath love's theme lies a superficial chain

Whatever seduced the barrier

Thinks everything should stay the same

I'm meeting mind say,

Hi I think I love you

I never used to run from love

But calculate what I've been through.

Whatever love, whatever vibe,

Whenever I'm convinced you're lying

Ask me for my mind and I

Will ask you why your sighs are dying

Introduce the melancholy

I've felt since last I saw you

You say it's alright

But I'm crushed till it decides upon you



Holding on is like the ways of the wind

I only hope you'll understand

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

finding you've no place to stand



Send my deepest sympathy

To the flowers of December's garden.-acapo