Hold On

Last weekend I went to Time Out For Women.  To be honest, I didn't really think it was my "style."  But a friend asked me to go with her and in all my codependent glory I thought

"SHE really needs this. I'll go for her." 

So I went.  And I actually had a really good experience.  One of the performers sang this song from the Broadway production "The Secret Garden."  I'd never heard of the song or the play- but it moved me.  Unfortunately I couldn't find a performance of the song that matched the effect of Macy Robison, but here is the best I could do. 

This girl has a great voice (even if she messes up the words a bit), but if her overdone headshot bores you, scroll down through the lyrics while you listen.  It's super empowering, and if I had any kind of voice I'd love sing it to each of you personally.

 

What you've got to do is
Finish what you have begun,
I don't know just how,
But it's not over 'til you've won!

When you see the storm is coming,
See the lightning part the skies,
It's too late to run-
There's terror in your eyes!
What you do then is remember
This old thing you heard me say:
"It's the storm, not you,
That's bound to blow away."

Hold on, Hold on to someone standing by.
Hold on, don't even ask how long or why!
Child, hold on to what you know is true,
Hold on 'til you get through.
Child, oh child! Hold on!

When you feel your heart is poundin',
Fear a devil's at your door.
There's no place to hide-
You're frozen to the floor!
What you do then is you force yourself
To wake up, and you say:
"It's this dream, not me,
that's bound to go away."

Hold on, Hold on, the night will soon be by.
Hold on, Until there's nothing left to try.
Child, hold on, There's angels on their way!
Hold on and hear them say,
"Child, oh child!"

And it doesn't even matter
If the danger and the doom
Come from up above or down below,
Or just come flying
At you from across the room!

When you see a man who's raging,
And he's jealous and he fears
That you've walked through walls
He's hid behind for years.
What you do then is you tell yourself to wait it out
And say it's this day, not me,
That's bound to go away.

Child, oh hold on.
It's this day, not you,
That's bound to go away!


P.S.  I love YouTube, seriously love it.  But when I was searching for this song the ads were horrible, really really obscene.  I can't bear the thought of swearing off YouTube, but nor can I bear to see those ridiculously over-sexualized women.  Thoughts?