Testo Help Me To Hold On

On the corner of Division Street the weather's gettin' cold
The wind whips by the buildings and they say it's gonna snow
He sits there on a curbside as sad as sad can be
It really doesn't matter now what brought his misery

He says, "Help me to hold on, don't let me let go
Lord, it's the only prayer that I know
It surely ain't much, but I'm down so low Help me to hold on, don't let me let go"

These apartments sure are drafty now, not safe by any means
Especially for a young girl who's barely 17
Bad choices and a bad man confused inside her head
She's about to pull the trigger, but then she prays instead

"Help me to hold on, don't let me let go
Lord, it's the only prayer that I know
It surely ain't much, but I'm down so low
Help me to hold on, don't let me let go"

It's so easy to judge, but if you look down deep inside
You too might remember a time when you cried
"Help me to hold on, don't let me let go
Lord, it's the only prayer that I know
It surely ain't much, but I'm down so low
Help me to hold on, don't let me let go
Yeah, help me to hold on, don't let me let go"