Lyrics:

Somewhere outside London where the wheels turn on nothin' I know she's cold
Plagued by thoughts that linger, simple nothing bigger, nothing whole
'Manalive,' you tell yourself, 'I'm stuck I just can't seem to pick a hole'
The sights or sounds or places, God I know the face ... still untold

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful

Witness what I listen. There's a world here you're missin' to behold
A fiery night under the skies could warm your heart and hide away the cold
Venture out a little further and somehow you might find the courage to go
'Cause if you stand there long enough, you will realize you're really on your own

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful

This time be my only girl
We could undress all the world
I'll unearth your fears
Then you'll see

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful

Go on hold me
Go on hold me
Hold on, Beautiful