Your Hand Holding Mine کے بول

A bruised soul, purple and blue But I think I've found something in you You hold my hand so close between yours All of this time I always thought it would be your hand Holding mine Oh, holding mine Oh, holding mine Oh, holding mine Holding mine Always thought it would be your hand Holding mine For these days I just count the hours Oh, shape shifting away in all of those scours You hold my hand so close between yours All of this time I always thought it would be your hand Holding mine Oh, holding mine Oh, holding mine Oh, holding mine Holding mine Always thought it would be your hand Holding mine Thought it would be your hand Holding mine Always thought it would be your hand Holding mine