Standard (EADGBE)

Hold on to my hands, never let go, never let go

We’re just two kids acting tough

Than we grew up, well me not so much

 All the other guys that you meet, were nothing compared to me

(C/ in the last one)

Cause my love is strong and my heart is weak after all

When we first met we spoke so brief

You sang a sonnet I hum sweet relief

Do you recall that night, .....?.......

Out in the bushwick it was colder than hell

Maybe there it should have stopped cause I’m out here feeling like a cup(?)

Cause my love is strong and my heart is weak after all

To the other side early states return

I met a young girl well I couldn’t manage her

Because I think of you and every girl I meet there’s no relief

Cause none’s to me just as sweet

Maybe I’m a fool for feeling used but the way we kissed that night I thought you knew

Well my love is strong and my heart is weak after all