These Hands

[dasmadrigal]

These hands are not yours to hold

Waiting every single night
For that warmth to grace my skin
And that cool, searched surrender
That I am aching in

And all this around me
When it feels so cold
Dropping to my finger-tips
Needin' someone to hold

These restless, many ways
I have to steal myself away
I'm living, searching for a sign
Forgiving every step

And I imagine you with him
And I think of me and her
And I'm wondering what to do
about tomorrow?

When these hands just won't be
yours.

There's the sight of every eye
When you're travelin' the stars
And you search out for your
one and only
wishing star

Then the whole world wraps around you
In a dazzle of the bathe
And the many ways
I'm gonna' make you
Count for me these ways

The way I want you to
The way I'm gonna' see.
Baby taking chances ain't so easy
It's all away from me.

So don't get crazy.
I don't have any lies.
These hands aren't yours to hold
They're only
Holding mine