I Hold Something in My Hand

I hold something in my hand Feeling sick but better We belong together Should it mean that much to me? Oh, no I'm so lost without you I'm so certain I don't know Just what I'm unsure about, ah-ah-ah Take me with you to meet your friends I should really leave you God, I really need to I hold nothing in my hand Better sick than feeling What's the sense in feelings? I could just drown them out, ah-ah-ah Now I can't be caught without So Jase, can you sort me out? Jase, can you sort me out? I can't be caught without Jase, can you sort me out? Jase, can you sort me out? Jase, can you sort me out? I can't be found without Jase, can you sort this out? 'Cause my love is real for it My love for you, that is You can be sure of it You can be sure of this You can be sure of that