Baby Hold On

The Wooden Sky

  • F
  • Gm
Tom:
F I was lost in conversation
Gm You ran your fingers through my hair
F I thought life's just masturbation
Gm And threw it all up in the air
F But you bottle up all that frustration
Gm And take it out on those that care
F You know I love you, baby
Please just be patient
Gm I hear your voice inside my head
F Saying, please
Gm Baby, come home
F Saying, please
Gm Baby, come home
F When you’re all done cultivating
Gm Those days you crave will turn to stone
F And the drugs don't work like they used to
Gm Baby, I'm coming So baby, hold on
F Saying, please
Gm Baby, hold on
F Saying, please
Gm Baby, hold on
F Oh, hold on
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