There are things I got from you
I will never lose
I hear you in how I laugh
I see you in how I am
I bit my dry lips
Thought of how you're not here to wet them
Who will hold my hand?
There is no stand in
Or worthwhile replacement
Who will be patient?
Who will measure up?
Who will help me sleep?
Who will kiss me?
I finally feel beautiful
And it's all your fault
I used to be so used to being alone
But I've gotten used to you
And I can do anything now
I am yours to command
Who will hold my hand?
There is no stand in
Or worthwhile replacement
Who will be patient?
Who will measure up?
Who will help me sleep?
Who will kiss me?