Crisp air, whispered prayer, not Winter yet but getting there
No snow, only cold, just rain, but we can hope
Train journey out of town, tentatively put your shield down
On edge, on high alert, but softening now

(Pre-chorus)
People have written songs about me
Maybe life ain't so bad!
Even if love goes away, that love has still been had!
Give me the stories, and the worries, and the happy and sad
And watch me write it into something better just cause I can

(Chorus)
Please hold my hand x3

I'm finally back to writing songs I like
My fingertips are in pain from playing but it's December and I
Think I'm coming out the other side :)
Every window down, in the back of the car, with the moon outside in a sea of stars,
And maybe everything has meaning, maybe every new beginning needs an ending first to start

(Pre-chorus)
Surface broken, I can finally breathe! Maybe life ain't so bad
You have a terrible June, December still comes around
Give me the stories and the worries, and the good and the bad, and watch me write it into something better just cause I can

(Chorus)
Please hold my hand x3

(Outro)
My fingertips are hurting from holding down the chords
I'm holding down the fort
I'm better off than I thought