The Worst of It

I can see you on the lawn Your hands are on your hips Looking like Maybelle Starr Looking like a kiss on the lips Maybe I should get away Just get back in my car Oh, but I never do I just tell myself If that's the worst of it If that's the whole thing Then maybe you and I can hang on If I could offer you Just one thing It'd be a hand to hold all along Right through the night And into the dawn I've been thinking over it I've been combing through the dark Looking 'round with my hands Looking for a place to park Standing underneath the moon I can see into my heart Oh, and then there we are Searching for ourselves If that's the worst of it If that's the whole thing Then maybe you and I can hang on If I could offer you Just one thing It'd be a hand to hold all along Right through the night And into the dawn If that's the worst of it If that's the whole thing Then maybe you and I can hang on If I could offer you Just one thing It'd be a hand to hold all along Hold on, long after Maybe you and I can hang on Right through the night And into the dawn Until the morning light has come and gone