Playground, summertime
Chalky hands, mid-July
First crush, 1989
Swing sets, carousels
You’re dressed in pink pastels
Another day in paradise
Till I heard you scream
‘Cause you skinned your knee
You looked up at me and I said
I said?
I’ll hold your hand, don’t you worry no
I’ll hold your hand, don’t you worry no
Through the good and the bad
Sunny or sad
Reach out, I’ll hold your hand
Best suit, clip-on tie
Dad’s car, mom’s advice
It was prom, 1999
Strobe lights, fog machines
Sweaty palms, two left feet
DJ’s spinning all my life
You said, shall we dance
I said, sorry I can’t
With your smiling eyes, you said
You said?
I’ll hold your hand, don’t you worry no
I’ll hold your hand, don’t you worry no
Through the good and the bad
Sunny or sad
Reach out, I’ll hold your hand
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