Holding On Prateek Kuhad

It was shown and behold her hair was golden
Her eyes were blue, as the sea was bold
And free
Her eyes were bold and free

We grew with the town, we laughed and we frowned
Our eyes withdrawn, but our hearts were bold
And free
Our hearts were bold and free

We walked with our shadows behind us and close
We danced with our bodies with me
Holding on to you
And you holding on to me

We painted the sky, with blues of a thousand kinds
We were fools, for the moon was ahead all this while
The moon was ahead all the time

So broken and done, our souls and our bones
May be old and sore, but our eyes they shone like the sun
Our eyes they shone like the sun

We walked with our shadows behind us and close
We danced with our bodies with me
Holding on to you
And you holding on to me