I hear a lot about sinners
Don't think that I'll be a saint
I might go down to the river
'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
'Cause the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, I can't explain

The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
(Yes) On God
Runnin' to the altar like a track star
Can't wait another second
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

The first step pleases the Father
Might be the hardest to take
But when you come out of the water (water)
I'm a believer, my heart is fleshy
Life is short with a temper like Joe Pesci
They wanna come and sing your praises, your name is catchy
They don't see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi
Cross, Tween, Tween, Hesi' hit the jet speed
If they get messy, go lefty, like Lionel Messi
Let's take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jet-ski
I know the spots that got the best weed, we goin' next week
I wanna honor, wanna honor you
I'm my father's child
I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father's proud
If you make it to the water He will part the clouds
I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud
Suffer it to be so now gotta clean it up
Formalize the union, in communion He can trust
I know I ain't leavin' you like I know He ain't leavin' us (ah)
I know we believe in God and I know God believe in us

The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
(It feels so)
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (feels so)
Feels so holy

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Writer(s): Anthony Jones, Chancelor Bennett, Jonathan Bellion, Jorgen Michael Odegard, Justin Drew Bieber, Michael Pollack, Steven Franks, Tommy Brown