If I Held On A Bit Longer

I was holding on tight,
That one frightening night,
To a hand of whom I did not know.

They weren't pulling me up,
They weren't pushing me down.
They were just gripping it tight,
Not making a sound.

Then the storm kicked up,
And the winds took me away,
I saw that hand starting to fade.

I was falling down,
Into an unknown world,
Just,
Falling...
Falling...

Not knowing,
Where exactly to steer,
Just cutting deeper and deeper,
Into the night.

I see a white light,
At the bottom,
Hoping I was going,
To be saved.

Then the white hand caught mine,
And I was once again,
Swaying in the wind...