Текст песни Hold Me (Live at The Forum, Inglewood, CA 10/21/82) - Fleetwood Mac

It's called "Hold me"

Can you understand me?
Baby, don't you hand me a line
Although it doesn't matter
You and me got plenty of time

There's nobody in the future
So, baby, let me hand you my love
No step for you to dance to
So slip your hand inside my glove

Hold me, baby, hold me, yeah
Hold me, hold me, yeah

I don't want no damage
But how am I gonna manage you?
You hold the percentage
But I'm the fool payin' the dues

I'm just around the corner
If you got a minute to spare
I'll be waitin' for you
If you ever wanna be there

Hold me, baby, hold me, yeah
Why don't you hold me, baby, hold me, yeah?
Why don't you come out and hold me, hold me, yeah?
Oh, why don't you hold me, hold me, yeah?

Why don't you hold me, baby, hold me, yeah-yeah?
Why don't you come out and hold me, hold me, yeah?
Why don't you hold me, baby, hold me, yeah?
Why don't you hold me, baby, hold me, yeah-yeah?

Isn't that a great song?