The Build - The Rural Alberta Advantage

Hold me close, I love your hands

Thunder cracks like the old mans back

We saw the road collapse

Holding on to our old plans

They stole my bag from the car

They stole the shells out of my shoe

I had so many plans for the heart

I had so many plans for you

Hold me close I love your hands

The lightening frightens the old girl again

She has given about all she can

Hanging on to our old plans

They stole my bag from the car

They stole everything for you

We had so many plans at the start

And I had so many plans for you