I hear a lot about sinners

Don't think that I'll be a saint

But I might go down to the river, uh

'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch

Yeah, it's makin' me say

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Runnin' to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy

I don't do well with the drama

And no, I can't stand it bein' fake

No, no, no, no, no, no-no-no

I don't believe in nirvana

But the way that we love in the night gave me life

Baby, I can't explain

That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Runnin' to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy

They say we're too young and

The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'"

Wise men say, "Fools rush in"

But I don't know

They say we're too young and

The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'"

Wise men say, "Fools rush in"

But I don't know

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy

On God

Runnin' to the altar like a track star

Can't wait another second

'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me

Feels so holy