"Hangin' On" lyrics

The sky busted wide open in the early morning 'fore the dawn
And the raindrops on the window pane reminded me of nights back home
It's funny how a memory sometimes can cut you to the bone
Hanging on, hanging on

The town of Santa Fe had the smell of wood smoke in the air
She lived by herself, sold her paintings on the square
We shared the nights together until the feeling was gone
Hanging on, hanging on

Two people come together knowing what they want from the start
They give their bodies freely and keep their distance with their hearts
But a heart left untended sometimes can turn into stone
Hanging on, just hanging on

A man meets a woman in more ways than he could ever know
But sometimes he takes it lightly, lets the fire burn down too low
And when he goes to the bank of chances, he finds that he is overdrawn
Hanging on, hanging on

Hanging on, hanging on