Under These Hands

Under these hands

Hide strings of light

I pull them to me

To make me feel all right

A bit of your hair

To coax the light

A slip of the tongue

To set things upright

Under these hands,

under these hands I hold my heart

Under these hands,

under these hands I

Cast off the clothes

I wore to death

They strange my thoughts

They steal my breath

Enough of this place

It's long dead too

I wanna deface

Everything in you

Under these hands,

under these hands I hold my heart

Under these hands,

under these hands I

In you

In you

Under these hands,

under these hands I hold my heart

Under these hands,

under these hands

Under these hands,

under these hands I hold my heart

Under these hands,

under these hands I