| Song | Hand That Holds True |
| Artist | Taproot |
| Album | Our Long Road Home |
| 作曲 : Taproot | |
| The manic stage, | |
| A scary phase | |
| Feeding all | |
| I know,A cloudy haze, | |
| The hectic pace, | |
| Strips me of my throne, | |
| It seems there is nothing but you, | |
| To please in this world around you, | |
| And in this place, | |
| In my domain you're always in control; | |
| Not the same without you like you really care; | |
| I never thought you'd be the one to bring me down, | |
| I never seem to hold onto a hand that holds true, | |
| A never ending maze of crazy days have come an end,(I find I'm reaching out again), | |
| It doesn't have to be this way; | |
| I lie awake, | |
| Make no mistake | |
| I'm so alone, | |
| My body aches, | |
| Nothing I take | |
| Could fix me like your hold, | |
| It seems there is nothing but you, | |
| To please this withdrawal now from you, | |
| And in this place in my domain you're always in control; | |
| Not the same without you, like you're even there; | |
| When I think about this loss too much, | |
| It accumulates, | |
| I realize just what i've done, | |
| With my fate, | |
| I've blown my chance for better days | |
| Come back to me |
| zuò qǔ : Taproot | |
| The manic stage, | |
| A scary phase | |
| Feeding all | |
| I know, A cloudy haze, | |
| The hectic pace, | |
| Strips me of my throne, | |
| It seems there is nothing but you, | |
| To please in this world around you, | |
| And in this place, | |
| In my domain you' re always in control | |
| Not the same without you like you really care | |
| I never thought you' d be the one to bring me down, | |
| I never seem to hold onto a hand that holds true, | |
| A never ending maze of crazy days have come an end, I find I' m reaching out again, | |
| It doesn' t have to be this way | |
| I lie awake, | |
| Make no mistake | |
| I' m so alone, | |
| My body aches, | |
| Nothing I take | |
| Could fix me like your hold, | |
| It seems there is nothing but you, | |
| To please this withdrawal now from you, | |
| And in this place in my domain you' re always in control | |
| Not the same without you, like you' re even there | |
| When I think about this loss too much, | |
| It accumulates, | |
| I realize just what i' ve done, | |
| With my fate, | |
| I' ve blown my chance for better days | |
| Come back to me |