Holding Back - SG Lewis, Gallant, MOTSA

Maybe I’m indifferent

Maybe I’m not thinking straight again

Drought and indecisious

I can’t seem to want to let you in

I know I shouldn’t play these games

But why would you think that I could change

In the morning

You’re telling me time is on his side

But you never make it out alive

If we parted

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Do you want it?

Do you want it?

So maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Do you want it?

Do you want?

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

(Maybe I’m holding back)

(Maybe I’m holding back)

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Don’t be understanding

Hold me to my word and in my place, oh baby

So I won’t be a pauper

Digging my imaginary grave, hold on baby

And I know I shouldn’t feel like this

But solitude’s harder to resist

When I’m falling, oh

And darling I’m feeling outta place

But I really wanna be the saint

That you’re calling, calling

So maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Do you want it?

Do you want it?

So maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Do you want it?

Do you want?

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back

Maybe I’m holding back