[Verse] Dusty shelves and worn-out spines, Fingers trace the timeworn lines, Whispers caught in paper thin, Your hand finds mine, we begin. [Pre-Chorus] In this quiet, faded space, Every heartbeat sets the pace. [Chorus] Hold my hand in the secondhand line, Pages turn, but you’re still mine, Between the chapters and the dust, This moment holds what we can trust. Hold my hand, don’t let it go, In the stories only we know. [Verse] Old words breathe beneath our touch, Memories we miss so much, Familiar voices, soft and slow, In your hand, I feel it grow. [Pre-Chorus] In this silence, warm and clear, Every heartbeat draws you near. [Chorus] Hold my hand in the secondhand line, Pages turn, but you’re still mine, Between the chapters and the dust, This moment holds what we can trust. Hold my hand, don’t let it go, In the stories only we know. [Bridge] Time slips past like faded ink, Lost in words, we barely blink, In this crowd, just you and me, Found a world in history. [Chorus] Hold my hand in the secondhand line, Pages turn, but you’re still mine, Between the chapters and the dust, This moment holds what we can trust. Hold my hand, don’t let it go, In the stories only we know. [Outro] Hold my hand, Hold my hand, In the stories only we know.