People will tell you it's a painful dream.
To hold on to something and don't let it slip.
It's not simply about how to pick and choose,
Just your damn ideals that you wouldn't lose
How do I know if it's true love?
Do I hold on to this fantasy?
chorus:
How long must I hold on?
How long must I hold on?
How long must I hold on,
Before I know it's too late
All those nights on the edge of sleep
Your thoughts of her every time you meet
That one small step that you didn't take
All those words that you didn't say
How do I know if it's true love?
Do I hold on to this fantasy?
repeat chorus
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This is a funky guitar song written with the original intent of testing the guitar synth abilities of my keyboard. But I can't just write a song for the sake of writing a song, so I have to find something MEANINGFUL to write about. Well, I guess I decided to write about myself for a change...
