Something To Hold Onto
Words & Music by Edgar Montes De Oca Jan 94’

In many ways it makes a difference

As I think about my family

All the memories so distant

They have me questioning a hundred different things

All the good times bring a tear into my eyes

And every bad time makes me feel a sense of pride

And as a boy I remember a melody dancing in my head

And all the love that it sent me escaped into the heavens

A sign of hope a call of destiny

A scattered home of love and tension

Sighs of mixed emotions and crowded dreams

Everyone of us looking into a slightly different picture

And everyone of us unsure about what it means

Everybody needs something to hold onto

Everybody needs that special place to hide

Everybody needs something to hold onto

Everybody cries

I pity myself and then I cry like a baby

I’ve gathered thoughts of anger filled with bad intentions

But then I realize there’s no easy way to judge him

But I can’t help seeing a man that never cared a less

I just don’t know how to feel anymore

When I find myself thinking about where the hell you are

Everybody needs something to hold onto

Everybody needs that special place to hide

Everybody needs something to hold onto

Everybody cries