The Title Held by Gloria Buono-Daly © 2025

*(Intro)*

Yeah…Still, I hold on … the title held ….Mmmmm…

*(Verse 1)*

Under moonlit hums, no words heard,

Night lights danced with music birds.

Not too long ago, in that place,

I found myself face to face...

He didn’t know me

Our eyes still understood..

In his venue adorned

with old-world wood...

No fame, no stage,

felt home sweet home,

Something stirred… a lifelong tone...

*(Pre-Chorus 1)*

Locked in gaze, we froze, in silhouette

An unsung song I can’t forget.

Held in a room where music soothes,..

It’s how the title held...I hold on…

*(Chorus 1)*

This wasn’t staged — it felt so true ...

No spotlight could outshine this view…

Not the lights, not the fame, not the show....

It’s how the title held...I hold on…

*(Verse 2)*

Mere inches apart, so dear and near

No fame, no show, much more than sincere

A man’s glow all heart, not fame

No hat, no stage— in plain garb,

Lit me inside, too deep to explain...

His presence, a timeless song...

Our nearness, love felt long....

Words were few, moments brief;

Love still strong... running deep....

*(Pre-Chorus 2)*

We hardly spoke — there was no need,..

Our hearts let go, love took heed...

Not a fangirl — I own my part,...

It’s how the title held...I hold on…

*(Bridge)*

So here’s to titles held,

bold or shy,

They hold more than

words can buy.

A feeling felt — mine, all mine...

It’s how the title held... I hold on...

*(Final Chorus / Outro )*

All the songs inspired by you,

Far greater than what

I thought I could do.

The music, the title,

the thread we knew —

The title held…

I hold on...Mmmm…

*(Instrumental fade out)*

The Title held…… I hold on……

Ooooo…oooo…oooo….

*(END O SONG)*