My Hands - WWWater

And then

Your hands

Become aware of how your skin feels

Your hands, your hands, your hands, your hands

Touching bodies

Pointing at me

Grabbing envy

Hides Jaleousy

Let the eyes take care of the holding from now on

Holding every glimpse of feeling on its palm

As the memory of the days in which the charm

Of such dreadful days and misery now gone

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Let the eyes take care of the holding from now on

Holding every glimpse of feeling on its palm

As the memory of the days in which the charm

Of such dreadful days and misery now gone

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Take my hands

For they have enjoyed so solemnly

Take my hands

For they have destroyed the rest of me

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Waving goodbye

Waving goodbye

Waving goodbye

Carressing sin, uniting choking beauty

And then

Your hands

Become aware of how your skin feels

Your hands, your hands, your hands, your hands

Touching bodies

Pointing at me

Grabbing envy

Hides Jaleousy

Let the eyes take care of the holding from now on

Holding every glimpse of feeling on its palm

As the memory of the days in which the charm

Of such dreadful days and misery now gone

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Let the eyes take care of the holding from now on

Holding every glimpse of feeling on its palm

As the memory of the days in which the charm

Of such dreadful days and misery now gone

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

(touch)

Take my hands

For they have enjoyed so solemnly

Take my hands

For they have destroyed the rest of me

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Waving goodbye

So underhanded

Waving goodbye

Waving goodbye

Waving goodbye

Carressing sin, uniting choking beauty