I shouldn't say it, but I'm starting to think I care, I've had a drink, you probably think, my judgement is impaired. And its getting late now, and we're a long way from our homes, before you leave, before you grieve, there's one thing you should know. When you hold me, hold me in your arms, hold me, I can feel your heart, When you hold me, hold me in your arms, hold me, I can feel your heart singing. And suddenly I'm standing, on a treetop up so high, and all the songs and all the poems suddenly they're right. But I'm dumfounded, by the breadths of your self control, but I don't care because you here, and you and I both know. When you hold me, hold me in your arms, hold me, yer your bringing out the stars, way you hold me, hold me in your arms, hold me, I can feel your heart beating.