Tom: G G Bm Am G Hold on to my hands, never let go, never let go G Bm We’re just two kids acting tough Am G Than we grew up, well me not so much Em Bm G Bm All the other guys that you meet, were nothing compared to me Am C/G D G Cause my love is strong and my heart is weak after all When we first met we spoke so brief You sang a sonnet I hum sweet relief Do you recall that night, .....?....... Out in the bushwick it was colder than hell Maybe there it should have stopped cause I’m out here feeling like a cup(?) Cause my love is strong and my heart is weak after all To the other side early states return I met a young girl well I couldn’t manage her Because I think of you and every girl I meet there’s no relief Cause none’s to me just as sweet Maybe I’m a fool for feeling used but the way we kissed that night I thought you knew Well my love is strong and my heart is weak after all