Hang on, Hang on
Yes it's the little things
Yes it's the little things
That do us harm
I'm not a stranger
Ain't a mystery
When we both get it wrong

Stay here for a little while more
Cause it's the funny things
Yes it's the funny things
I need a friend
Not an angel
What do you do when the drowning stops

And what you though was a hurricane
Was just the rustling of the wind
Why you think we need amazing grace
Just to tell it like it is
Well, I don't need no doctor to tear me all apart
I just need you, to mend my heart

Hang on, I'll try to look you in the eye
You know you should've apologized
Or should I've apologized
Is there an answer
What do you do when the drowning stops

And what you thought was a hurricane
Was just the rustling of the wind
Why you think we need amazing grace
Just to tell like it is
Oh, I don't need no doctor
To tear me all apart
I just need you, to mend my Heart
I need you
To mend my heart

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Writer(s): Chris Mackey, Le Crae Devaughn Moore, Le Crae Moore, Terrence Jones, Torrance Anton Esmond