Hand In Hand
Hand in hand, they're lying side by side
Hand in hand, they're going through the night
As I kiss my wife goodbye
I lightly touch her mom
I don't have the slightest doubt
Tomorrow she'll be gone
Hand in hand, they're going through the night
Hand in hand, nothing ever felt so right
As I close the door to leave
I know that now she'll die
So I take my car to drive
Home where I can cry
Oh no
You could be all night screaming at heaven
Oh no
But you know it won't do any good
Oh no
And you can smash your fists on the table
Oh no
It's as if God was made of wood
And then I go to bed
Just like I should
Hand in hand, they try to get some sleep
Hand in hand, while I grab a bite to eat
As I sip my beer it is
Getting very late
And I know the picture in
My mind will never fade
Of their lying side by side
As they're going through the night
Nothing ever felt so right
Oh no
You could be all night screaming at heaven
Oh no
But you know it won't do any good
Oh no
And you can smash your fists on the table
Oh no
It's as if God was made of wood
And then I go to bed
Just like I should
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Hand in hand, they're going through the night
As I kiss my wife goodbye
I lightly touch her mom
I don't have the slightest doubt
Tomorrow she'll be gone
Hand in hand, they're going through the night
Hand in hand, nothing ever felt so right
As I close the door to leave
I know that now she'll die
So I take my car to drive
Home where I can cry
Oh no
You could be all night screaming at heaven
Oh no
But you know it won't do any good
Oh no
And you can smash your fists on the table
Oh no
It's as if God was made of wood
And then I go to bed
Just like I should
Hand in hand, they try to get some sleep
Hand in hand, while I grab a bite to eat
As I sip my beer it is
Getting very late
And I know the picture in
My mind will never fade
Of their lying side by side
As they're going through the night
Nothing ever felt so right
Oh no
You could be all night screaming at heaven
Oh no
But you know it won't do any good
Oh no
And you can smash your fists on the table
Oh no
It's as if God was made of wood
And then I go to bed
Just like I should
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Oh right it may feel
But it can't be right at all
Credits
Writer(s): Ragnar Bragason
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