And so we hold each other tightly
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh, oh, oh
London ice cracks on a seamless line
Says, "modern life well, it's rubbish"
And hold on for tomorrow
Like anyone I suppose
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
She's a twentieth century girl
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Singing
And holding on for tomorrow
Holding up for dear life
London ice can freeze your toes
Then Susan comes into the room
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
So we hold each other tightly
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh
Seeing what she can borrow
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh
Trying not to make him sick again
Singing
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh, oh
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile
With her hands on the wheel
He's hanging on for dear life
And hold on for tomorrow
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Jim stops and gets out the car
She's a twentieth century girl
We're trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh, oh, oh
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
And so we can hold each other tightly
And we can wait until tomorrow
Through the door and to his room
I'm holding on for tomorrow
Then he puts the TV on
Singing
Says, "Let's take a drive to Primrose Hill
Goes to a house in emperor's gate
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow, oh, oh
It's windy there and the view's so nice"
Trying not to be sick again
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
Turns it off and makes some tea
But we're lost on the Westway
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
La la, la la la, la la la la la la la la la
