Songtext von Hands On a Grain Of Sand

Hounds are broodin' in my bones But I am a good dog runnin' halfway home Hear the lonely promenade Come to nurse the tender terrways All hands on a grain of sand; Half smallest things are the high demand. I can only serenade And wait my turn to burn or fade. All colours you can see Cover the borders of a masterpiece Time can paint the best of me Over the unclear eyes of memory Cover love from sympathy Be my maker, set me free Truer hearts could not contain How I cover love but I have not changed If I had the past undone Then I would give my heart to everyone Hounds are turning, doves have flown But I am a good dog running halfway home