FRAGILE HANDS
Well it was never new
You and I we both knew
Eventually we would end up in here
We forgot the turning points we fought and stood across
Led to an empty street that'll never get us home
Yes I could… but I never really have understood
Walking' round in your neighbourhood
I never cared for what they say
I've always loved the games we play
Between the battles on the bedroom floor
We sail through, ‘cos love is what we do
Someone sent from above
Oh please, give me some
With all the fragile hands in the world
Wouldn't be enough to handle you love
Some kind of way you'll brake
Between the battles on the bedroom floor
And through the heaps of clothes I can always find you
Yes we could blame each other for all the blues
Meeting the end with you.

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