Loving Hands

Car will rattle while we drive
Sun is sinking in the sky
Makes me think of hidden dives
after a good cry
Steady calming studio
Slowly turns into a song
I believe my heart belongs
in your loving hands

Brilliant yellow roadhouse sign
burns against the running dive
Of the denim evening sky
I see the light
I take a table by the window
The feeling comes on strong
I believe my heart belongs
In your loving hands

In your loving hands you'd find
A heart as soft as clementine
If you'd be so inclined
To let me try
Measure up my words again
And this time they won't come out wrong
I believe my heart belongs
In your loving hands



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Robert John Ashton, Courtney Anne Hartman
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