Hang Onto Me

Mother to all people,
She's still got some things to prove.
Pressed to find a reason --
You know I could name a few.
But sometimes, I want a baby
And oh, what can I do?
Morning brings another hymn
To home.
So hang onto me.
You're the only thing I have
To wash my body clean
And guide me on my path.
They held love like a trophy,
Like they'd never been on their days.
But when it gets too dark to see,
Oh, you always call me back.
I nearly fell to pieces
Trying to wheel my dirty shoes.
I'm working on a sequel.
You know good things come in two.
She said, "Your love makes me crazy.
Someday, I'll have to choose."
Lover, that same trouble's
Just old news.
So hang onto me,
For I'm the only chance you've got
To set your body free
And keep you from falling off.
When they held love like a trophy,
It's like they've never been on their days.
It's a lonely life to lead
And I could have spared you that.