Alex Hepburn - Broken Record

Broken records on the floor,
I just can't seem to find the strength no more,
I crawl between the piano keys,
Searching for a melody.
I can't seem to find a cure,
You're all that I hear.

I hold on when no one seems to care for me,
Hold on when the world has turned its back on me,
I hold on when there's nothing left to say or do,
I hold on to you.

If I could stop the pain inside,
Just to let me rest my eyes,
When I'm begging for release my heart whispers softly:
"Let him go in peace".

I hold on when no one seems to care for me,
Hold on when the world has turned its back on me,
I hold on when there's nothing left to say or do,
I hold on to you.

So talk to me,
Or am I the fool.
You talk to me:
"Can we make it through"
Just talk to me,
Take away my pain,
Cause I don't understand,
This broken game.

I hold on when no one seems to care for me,
I hold on when the world has turned its back on me,
I hold on when there's nothing left to say or do,
I hold on to you.