Can't find my inspiration
And I wish that I was made
To stand against the wind
Please hold to what you know
'Cause I just can't seem to tell you how I feel
And I feel something in my soul that tells me this is real
And I know I can't explain
Why pleasure feels like pain
Try to hide, try to subside
Please hold to what you know
'Cause I just can't seem to tell you how I feel
And I feel something in my soul that tells me this is real
Please hold to what you know
'Cause I just can't seem to tell you how I feel
I feel something in my soul that tells me this is real
Please hold to what you know
'Cause I just can't seem to tell you how I feel, yeah
I feel something in my soul that tells me this is real