Stap...

De stap die u zet,
zet 'm weloverwogen.
Nooit zet u die weer.

Marja Boet

Hold me...

Hold me,

put my head on your shoulders.

Hold me,

caress me gently through my hair.

Hold me, 

Sometimes it's all to much

And being with you is everything that I want.

Sometimes just saying nothing

Just the two of us

away from everybody who is mean

And who wants to break this

But what we have is a Bonny and Clyde thing

Just Fuck it, I used to think

I think it's all fine

if your head is on my shoulder

because the love I have for you is like the love for my parents,

We have fun, but sometimes we fight.

Let the people talk because the know nothing about us

So don't think about it

though my raps are sturdy, you have a place in my heart.

It's special when I'm with you

because you're my biggest fan

because You know me so well I can't lie

caress me through my hair and call me the sweetest

I don't know what you're doing to me

You are more than a friend, more than thousand chicks

so everything is accomplished.

Hold me.