Ferry Corsten - Holding On

The failing sky grows darker every day. And moonlight fading as you
Walk away. And all the roads that lead me to your heart have gone astray

My hands are tied behind my back, and I'm weaked by,
your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.

Yous spinning wheel won't lead me to your view, and all the words
I need to hear from you, I'm holding on but guess I'm out of luck,
and still in love with you

My hands are tied behind my back, and I'm weaked by,
your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.

Hold my face, in your hands, look into my eyes
So understand, all the toughts, inside your mind
Tell me it's time

My hands are tied behind my back, and I'm weaked by,
your slow attack, you take me in, than change your mind again.