Hold on tight and count to three (wersja 2)

Verse

Spilled my drink on your best dress blue

You laughed it off like I knew what to do

Floor got crowded where the speakers hum

I caught your eye from across the room before you started to run

Your hand found mine in all the space

Every stranger turned into a familiar face

I said, 'Hold on tight and count to three

Before this whole night turns out to be

Pre-Chorus

Can I read your mind for one single beat?

Is it something fast or slow tonight?

Tell me now so we can get right with the crowd

And lose ourselves in something that we don't need

Chorus

Hold on tight and count to three

Let go of the things you think you'll see

Hold on tight and count to three

Before this whole night turns out to be

Verse

Your shoes kicked off where your feet used to slide

I stole a smile from across the tide

You asked me if I knew who played last night's song

I said, 'No', but my heart was moving strong

You leaned in close like you're the only one

The room turned into just me and you alone

I counted slow because I didn't want it to be over yet

Before this whole night turns out to be

Pre-Chorus

Can I read your mind for one single beat?

Is it something fast or slow tonight?

Tell me now so we can get right with the crowd

And lose ourselves in something that we don't need

Chorus

Hold on tight and count to three

Let go of the things you think you'll see

Hold on tight and count to three

Before this whole night turns out to be

Bridge

One... two... your hand is still on mine

Chorus

Hold on tight and count to three

Let go of the things you think you'll see

Hold on tight and count to three

Before this whole night turns out to be