got your letter and the poetry you sent me 
postmarked in december of last year 
i really hope you're doing better 
all your friends close by your side 
one step closer to recovery 
 
i wish there was something i could say 
to erase each and every page 
you've been through 
even though its not my place to save you 
 
i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note 
thats sealed with your last breath 
and i won't stand aside 
and listen to you give up 
 
if you'll just hold on for one more second 
just hold on to what you have 
just hold on/ just hold on 
if you'll just hold on for one more second 
just hold on to what you have 
just hold on/ just hold on 
 
these arms remain stretched out to you 
maybe someday you'll accept them 
maybe its too late to save a young girls heart that slowly stopped beating 
(maybe) 
 
wake up wake up you've gotta believe 
wake up wake up 
you cant give up time keeps going on without us 
long after we're dead and gone 
 
i wish there was something i could say 
to erase each and every page 
you've been through 
even though its not my place to save you 
 
i appreciate but cant accept this thank you note 
thats sealed with your last breath 
and i won't stand aside 
and listen to you give up 
if you'll just hold on for one more second 
 
just hold on to what you have 
just hold on/ just hold on 
if you'll just hold on for one more second 
just hold on to what you have 
just hold on/ just hold on