Il testo della Holdin' on

I keep holdin'
Broken footsteps on the floor,
Pick myself up and carry on, cause somethings waiting for me,
And i wont let them wreck my soul,

Keep my direction and soon i'll be turned to gold.
A king without a throne, a heart without a home,
Just how should i be there tonight,
I'll walk it all alone, but my hope will never die..