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