Texty: Starting Line. Hold On.

Her life was more than mine
Like a proud shooting star into the night
She crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife
It was a bad disease, her searching was over, over

Hold on to the light that guides you
Hold on to the air that cools you
Hold on, hold on to me

Her mind steadfast through time
Her family stood by trying hard not to cry
With patience and virtue, kept strong through the night, oh
She never fell to her knees, her searching was over, over

Hold on to the light that guides you
Hold on to the air that cools you
Hold on, hold on to me

Hold on to the light that guides you
Hold on to the air that cools you
Hold on, hold on to me

And then my eyes stretched out
As I saw her hand slip away

Hold on to the light that guides you
Hold on to the air that cools you
Hold on, hold on to me

Hold on to the light that guides you
Hold on to the air that cools you
Hold on, hold on to me