Hold On - The Starting Line

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