Текст песни: Fleetwood Mac. The Very Best Of Fleetwood Mac. Hold Me.

Can't you understand me?
Baby, don't you hand me a line
Although it doesn't matter
You and me got plenty of time

There's nobody in the future
So baby let me hand you my love
Oh no step for you to dance to
So slip your hand inside of my glove

Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me

I don't want no damage
But how'm I gonna manage with you?
Oh you want the percentage
But I'm the fool payin' the dues

I'm just around the corner
If you got a minute to spare
And I'll be waitin' for you
If you ever wanna be there

Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me

Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me
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