Hold onto morning with the wind in my hair
Buyer beware of the trouble in there
Bruised fruit cocktail and a dollar-a-shot
Is that what you want? is that what you got?
Will you ever see
The deepest part of me
But I think you know
This is as far as we go
Hang onto heaven and the morning will tell
How much you loved, how far you fell
Too much thinking and the heart turns to glass
A party favor 'neath the overpass
Will you ever see
The deepest part of me
But I think you know
This is as far as we go
Cindy would you come down
Cindy come down would you?
No, I don't mind
Just waiting, hanging on to time, oh oh
Will you ever see
The deepest part of me
But I think you know
This is as far as we go