Rain on my window Michael (Jackson) on my radio Seven-three-seven this room I'm in This moment won't ever be here again Try to remember, hold on tight forever To your life and love every night and day Hold on and don't let it slip away Whenever sadness and darkness Threaten to mess up my day When the blues come around me I throw my hands in the air, and I say Hold it, hold it, oh, World's in a hurry Too many worries But I don't want to lose everything I've gained So I tell myself again and again And whenever somebody tells you That all the good times are through Look into their eyes and tell them I'm sure surely glad that I'm not you