We Hold On (The Hastings Live Acoustic Version)

Pulled back from the edge of heartbreak 
by a hand that held me
a grip of steel around my throat 
and round my eyes
the road to my disenchantment it could have led me 
to the edge of love
but I held on to that thread of compromise

We hold on
To the lines that tell the story
We hold on
to that old familiar sound
We hold on 
to the songs of love and glory
we hold on
even when they let us down
and then we turn around

She'd been broken in love
but she bounced back anyway
she had a nose for these things
she always rose to the highest ground
she had taken her vows on the altar of the true believer
and she believed that bad luck
would always turn around

We met one day in the way they always say 
in all the stories
My guard was up while hers was down
pretty soon by the light of the moon in June 
in all its glory
the love that I'd never lost 
became the love I'd found