clifford t ward
new england days
This feeling inside of me Won't let me be, well it just won't go You're so much a part of me And these New England days move incredibly slow So hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on. Well it's far from clear And there's not much time I just can't explain But it's Massachusetts on the line. Hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on. INSTRUMENTAL The air is so warm tonight Here where the fireflies set the hills alight But somehow it just won't do Your old England smile keeps tryin' to get through. So hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on. Well you're far from clear And there's not much time I just can't explain But it's Massachusetts on the line. Hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, baby hold on Hold on . . . Hold on, baby hold on Hold on, hold on Hold on, baby hold on Hold on.