If I Can Hold

I win and not be satisfied
I laugh and still not feelin' right
I scratch that itch won't go away
These strange sensations won't take no holiday
If I can hold her for awhile
I'd make sweet love with my problem child
I fly but cannot rise above
I roam but far ain't far enough
I dream but can't seem to sleep at night
These complications won't screw me up too tight
If I could hold it for awhile
It wouldn't be all over the floor