Hold It Till I Get Home (wersja 2)

Verse

Back door swings slow where the porch light bends

Six a.m., your jacket on the bench

Coffee gone cold in a cup that won't end

Radio hums low through the screen door's seam

Your thumb still lingers on my wrist like heat

Shadows fold long across the driveway dirt

Sneakers kicked off by the back gate

I don't want to move till it turns light

Pre-Chorus

So I stay right here, feel the hour stall

Every tick of the clock a little longer still

Chorus

Hold it till I get home, hold it in my chest

Nothing left to chase when morning finds me best

Hold it till I get home, let the quiet do the rest

Gold on the windowsill, this is how we're blessed

Verse 2

Neon fades soft past the oak tree line

Sweat gone cool beneath your T-shirt sleeves

Your eyes catch mine across the kitchen floor

Neither one of us moves toward the door

Streetlamp flickers out its final beat

Cricket starts up where the traffic used to be

I keep your hand in mine, the porch creaks under our weight

Halfway 'fore the sky turns pale and waits

Pre-Chorus

So I stay right here, feel the hour stall

Every tick of the clock a little longer still

Chorus

Hold it till I get home, hold it in my chest

Nothing left to chase when morning finds me best

Hold it till I get home, let the quiet do the rest

Gold on the windowsill, this is how we're blessed

Bridge

Maybe this is all we get

Warm before it turns to weather yet

No hurry, no reason why it's got to end

Just us and the amber light again

Chorus

Hold it till I get home, hold it in my chest

Nothing left to chase when morning finds me best

Hold it till I get home, let the quiet do the rest

Gold on the windowsill, this is how we're blessed