(Sandra Rhodes)

What I go thru to keep holding on to you.


I pick your dirty shirt up off the floor
And wash out all the lipstick stains once more

Pretend that I don't know about those bad things you do
What I go thru to keep holding on to you.


Pretend that I'm asleep when you come in
So I won't have to ask you where you've been
Cause I'm afraid you'd tell me what I won't admit is true

What I go thru to keep holding on to you.

Everybody wonders jow I make it

And even you must wonder why I take it
But everytime you step across that line
My crazy heart knows maybe it's the last time.


I've learned to hide my hurt behind a smile
And hoped that you'll be true for just a while

But all the time I know you'll do just what you want to do
What I go thru to keep holding on to you.


What I go thru to keep holding on to you...