Hold me close, let the hard days go I got one small truth that I need you to know When the road gets rough and the cold winds blow Your hand in mine gives me room to grow I left my worries by the market door Bought two ripe mangoes, nothing more You laughed when the rain came through the old zinc roof Said, “Stay right here, love, we got living proof” If tomorrow calls, we answer slow With open palms and a steady soul No borrowed crown, no debt to show Just your warm smile and the seeds we sow Stay with me, let the hard days go
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