The Worst of It

I can see you on the lawn
Your hands are on your hips
Looking like Maybelle Starr
Looking like a kiss on the lips
Maybe I should get away
Just get back in my car
Oh, but I never do
I just tell myself

If that's the worst of it
If that's the whole thing
Then maybe you and I can hang on
But if I could offer you
Just one thing
It'd be a hand to hold all along
Right through the night
And into the dawn

I've been thinking over it
I've been combing through the dark
Looking 'round with my hands
Looking for a place to park
Standing underneath the moon
I can see into your heart
Oh, and then there we are
Searching for ourselves

If that's the worst of it
If that's the whole thing
Then maybe you and I can hang on
But if I could offer you
Just one thing
It'd be a hand to hold all along
Right through the night
And into the dawn

If that's the worst of it
If that's the whole thing
Then maybe you and I can hang on
But if I could offer you
Just one thing
It'd be a hand to hold all along
Hold on
Long after
Maybe you and I can hang on
Right through the night
And into the dawn
Until the morning light has come and gone