I’ve come to see those famous people waiting by the bridge,
They’re only gonna cross it if we let them,
There’s always so many more of us than there ever can be of them,
So hold hold hold your children close,
We’re waiting in the wings for something so much better than this,
It’s not who shouts the loudest is the winner,
We’re waiting on the truth and summer love we can but feel,
So hold hold hold your children close,
The sadness it is ringing in my ears like big explosions,
And every person’s tears are just my own,
What can I do but love you? It’s the only thing I’ve got,
So hold hold hold your children close,
What can I do but love you? It’s the only thing I’ve got,
So hold hold hold your children close,
So hold hold hold your children close,