歌詞
One day i'll have my own bed,
For now I will rest foot to head.
All of the money was spent
Taking us back to the land of the bread.
Why should I have to decide?
Cause in my black, there is surely some white.
And in my dark, there's surely some sight.
And in my love, there will always be fight.
Still i hold on tight
Still i hold on tight
Still i hold on tight
Still i hold on tight
Maybe it's patience instead,
Working out sorrow till bones break you dead.
Wiping that layer of filth from your head,
Half of a century of dollars to spend.
Still I hold on tight.
Still i'll hold on tight.
Still i hold on tight.
Still i hold on tight.
Still a hold on tight,
Still i hold on tight.
Still i hold on tight,
Still i hold on tight.
Written by: Mahmoud Ismail
