Lyrics:

Two months is, too little
They let him go, they had no ... sudden healing
To think that, providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling
Who told us we'd be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved, from nightmares?
We're asking why this happens
To us, who have died to live?
It's unfair

This is what it means, to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is, to be loved
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell, we'd be held

This hand is, bitterness
We want to taste it, let the hatred know our sorrow
The wise hands opens slowly
To lilies of the valley and tomorrow

This is what it means, to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is, to be loved
And to know, that the promise was when everything fell
We'd be held

If hope is born of ... suffering
If this is only the beginning
Can we not wait, for one hour
Watching for our Saviour?

This is what it means, to be held
How it feels, when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is, to be loved
And to know, that the promise was, when everything fell
We'd be held!


This is what it is, to be loved
And to know that the promise was, when everything fell
We'd be held!

This is what it means to be held ...