I hear a lot about sinners
Dont think that Ill be a saint
But I might go down to the river
Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch
Yeah, its making 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
Running to the altar like a track star
Cant wait another second
Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy
I dont do well with the drama
And, no, I cant stand it being fake
I dont believe in nirvana
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, I cant 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
Cant wait another second
Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy
They say were too young and
The pimps and the players say, Dont go crushin
Wise men say fools rush in
But I dont know 
They say were too young and
The pimps and the players say, Dont go crushin
Wise men say fools rush in
But I dont 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
Cant wait another second, on God
Runnin to the altar like a track star
Cant wait another second, on God
Runnin to the altar like a track star
Cant wait another second
Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so ho-ho-ho-holy