Floating on the slightest breeze,
A whispered prayer full of need,
Time and space echo there,
Hold on, Hold on.

Patience was never my virtue
Agonizing tears never my treasure,
Time too much, space so little,
Hold on, Hold on.

Dreams are built on the hard road,
Hope is built along that way,
It takes hard work.
Just hold on, hold on.

Hold now to your dreams,
Hold onto the hand of God,
Go where He leads,
And hold on, hold on.

©2000 J.Ffrench