Warm Hands, Warm Heart

I know you've spent the last 40 years trying to figure out who you are
Left wondering why you're still wondering about the questions you thought you had answered
What do you have left to lose
A love hate relationship with the freedom to choose
To take a risk is to fail
To break away, fill your sails
Just think of all the aspirations you left behind
It's never too late

Always remember, your hands are your own
You always told me 'warm hands, warm heart'
But you keep forgetting about the cold that you keep letting in every time you leave the door
Open for someone to interject, to take control
Because there is no risk in avoiding decisions, never a chance to fail
No responsibility to fill someone's sails

Stay safe in your cage
Throw your aging aspirations away
There's comfort in predictability
No need to change or brace for the fall



Credits
Writer(s): Cori Ronald Camilleri, James Alan Barnard, John Steven Herrity, Paul Blaxill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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