Terence Trent D’Arby - Holding On To You (Sananda Maitreya)

I left the east side for a west coast beauty A girl who burned my thoughts like kisses She was down by street decree She swore she’d pull my best years out of me Fat painted lips on a live wire beauty A tangerine girl with tambourine eyes Her face was my favourite magazine Her body was my favourite book to read They say that poets must have as unrequited love As all lovers must have thought provoking fears But holdig on to you means letting go of pain Means letting go of tears Means letting