Somewhere outside London where the wheels
turn on nothin' I know she's cold
Plagued by thoughts that linger
simple nothing bigger, nothing whole
"Manalive," you tell yourself
"I'm stuck I just can't seem to pick a hole"
The sights or sounds or places
God I know the face ... still untold

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful
Witness what I listen.
There's a world here you're missin' to behold
A fiery night under the skies could warm
your heart and hide away the cold
Venture out a little further and somehow
you might find the courage to go
'Cuz if you stand there long enough,
you will realize you're really on your own

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful
This time be my only girl
We could undress all the world
I'll unearth your ...
Then you'll see
Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful
Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful