[Music: T. Pulit / H. Wolter; Lyrics: T. Pulit]
You're stayin' home all of the time
And what you're doin'
It's gonna make you blind, yeah
You tell yourself you ain't got a friend
Look at you, feelin' sorry 'til
The bitter end
Well you better hold on
'Cause it ain't over
Just let the music
Take you away
Let go
C'mon let go, yeah
Let go
C'mon let go, yeah
You never talk, don't take a stand
This boy's never gonna be a man
Years ago, ya just didn't know
It's comin' time
Someone's got to tell you so
You better hold on
'Cause it ain't over
Just let the music
Take you away
Well you better hold on
'Cause it ain't over
Just let the music
Take you away
