Broken footsteps on the floor
(I keep holdin' on!)
Pick myself up and carry on, cause somethings waiting for me,
And I wont let them write my song,
(I keep holdin' on!)
Keep my direction and soon I'll\ufeff be turned to gold.
I'm king without a throne, a heart without a home
Just cards that I've been dealt in life
I'll walk it all alone, but my hope will never die
(But my hope will never die!)
But my hope will never die!
I keep holdin' on!
