I hear a lot about sinners
Don't think that I'll be a saint
But I might go down to the river
'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, it's making me say
The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, on God
Runnin' to the alter like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me feels so holy
They say we're too young
The pimps and the players say "Don't go crushin'"
Wise men say fools rush in, but I don't know
They say we're too young
The pimps and the players say "Don't go crushin'"
Wise men say fools rush in, but I don't know
That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy, on God
Runnin' to the alter like a track star
Can't wait another second, on God
Runnin' to the alter like a track star
Can't wait another second, on God
Runnin' to the alter like a track star
Can't wait another second
'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me feels so holy