if i was to hold your hand, i'd skip a beat, if i was to talk to you all night, you'd make everything alright, it's in this lifetime, that is like to be close to you, walking miles by your side, holding your hand till the sun goes down, i could see a day when you approach me, long, dragging, white gown, your music plays a perfect rhythm, rocks my soul. i don't want to pay for air. in allowing freedom to be turned into license. the amount in the cheque must be certain. 