Hands Held

Wake up, it's time to brush your dirty hair and yellow teeth
Take off your shoes, lets take a walk
So much to share, too little time
Once held your hand as we crossed the street

Your skinny legs looks good on you
A fainted stare with a heavy glare
You're leaving me and all our dreams
For better things, a place to sleep
And I can't wait to join you in that place

Once your held your hand as we talked
Shared all the plans you made with me
Fears of your loss of life, fears of the way you're leaving me

Your skinny legs look good on you
A heavy sigh in a heavy time
You're leaving me and all our dreams
For better things, a place to sleep
And I can't wait to join you in that place



Credits
Writer(s): James Mcgaha
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