Hold me here
Met working overnight shifts at the same hospital and still keep those hours
the numbers
- bpm
- 117
- key
- G# major
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.60
- vocal at
- 13.4s
- length
- 3:37
- language
- En
lyrics
You leaned on the shelter glass, rain on your sleeve I held a paper cup, half-cold, half to believe Route eight from Ballard hissed at 7:12 Your thumb brushed my knuckle, then you looked right through The driver shut the door My name got stuck in my throat Your laugh hit the bench And I felt the whole thing float Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here At the bus stop, hold me here You said, "Text me later," and smiled at the curb Your tote bag swung low, like you meant every word I watched your red scarf fold into the rain Then your hand found mine once, and it wasn't the same Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here At the bus stop, hold me here The schedule board blinked 8:03, then 8:04 I knew by the silence we were not friends anymore You stood on the platform edge, I stayed by the post One second, then the next, and we both felt it most Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here Hold me here At the bus stop, hold me here