Bleucamille - Holding hands Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five

I try to be profoundly nice
When I see the world outside
I try to give my everything
To make it bright
For your whole life
I held you in my arms
You were always
Holding my hand so tight

Can't happen to know what you're thinking about
How you go without me behind
Let go of my hand without looking back
In a world that makes people sad

I try to be profoundly nice
When I see the world outside
I try to give my everything
To make it bright
For your whole life
I held you in my arms
You were always
Holding my hand so tight

Can't happen to know what you're thinking about
How you go without me behind
Let go of my hand whit out looking back
In a world that makes people sad