Из альбома: Get Ready
What am I gonna do
I feel like I'm on fire
That you're the object of desire
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that you're the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it won't be long
My aim is true
My vision is clear
My thoughts are crude
Whenever you're near
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that you're the only one
I keep hanging on, keep hanging on
And I swear by God that it won't be long
I keep hanging on
You've got a vicious streak
For someone so young
You're like solar flair
In the rising sun
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on