The world knows that the few are more than the many
Let not my love be a burden on you, my friend, know that it pays itself
Poem by Rabindranath Tagore
By The Cranberries
Hold on to love that is what I do, now that I've found you And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you
And in the night, I could be helpless I could be lonely, sleeping without you
And in the day, everything's complex There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you
But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do Hey, baby! And it's going to carry on, that is what I do Hey, baby...
Hold on to my hands, I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you And to my mind, everything's stinking, stinking without you
And in the night, I could be helpless I could be lonely, sleeping without you
And in the day, everything's complex There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you
But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do Hey, baby! And it's going to carry on, that is what I do, hey, baby... In a world without you I would always hunger All I need is your love to make me stronger