Hands

We watched the bands until the stars burn out the morning sky
You dragged me in became the skin that keeps me warm at night
All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand

I kissed the poison on your lips till I was paralysed
Now all the chemicals are burning right between my eyes
All that you left me was a number, on the back of my hand

I got nothing, woo hoo, woo hoo
So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run through, oh
I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand woo hoo, woo hoo hoo

Let's slip away I know a place some where outside of town
I lost your grip out in the rain amongst the raging crowd
And all your numbers started fading, from the back of my hand

I got nothing, woo hoo, woo hoo
So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run though, oh
I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand yeah, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo

Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Till I can bring you home
Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Woo hoo, woo hoo yeah
Sill I can bring you home

So I've been walking, I'm gonna find you
Through every backstreet I will run through, oh
I count the days, oh, till I can bring you home
Your hand in my hand, woo hoo, woo hoo hoo



Credits
Writer(s): Neil Richard Ormandy, Barnaby Courtney
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