Paroles de Hands

I've got magic hands Cut my eyes, take the light I won't remember it, what you said When, when you met me there no, no I want to understand Trace the lines To take the light away My God, wondering Who I am Wonder if I'm sick I can't take advice Making friends, in all the right ways My minds float away And lost in all my, my transitions Won't wait for the broken hands And the magic ways, of another man I let it in See if they're clearer than my soul