I never had a place to call my own And slept so many nights out all alone I spent so many hours slowly breaking in And finally found someone who'd let me in But if I said too much, please let me know It wouldn't be the first time I've been told I got this darkened tongue from this bitter cold Needed a little light to follow home
I'd tip-toe past the lights I'd hit the glow Another silent night Found no one home This bric-a-brac has life that someone knows A pit-er-pat, of life that I've been shown
So I sit on my hands now Sit on my hands now Sit on my hands now When you leave I sit on my hands now Sit on my hands now Sit on my hands A littlе thief
I know, I've been gone But I'vе been here all along Hidden in the things you keep Treasures that you hid and buried deep
But if I said too much, please let me know It wouldn't be the first time I've been told I got this darkened tongue from this bitter cold Needed a little light to follow home I couldn't count the windows open doors Footprints through the garden, 'cross muddy floors Another pack of Newports, credit cards The things left from a childhood wanting more
Sit on my hands now Sit on my hands now When you leave I sit on my hands now Sit on my hands now Sit on my hands A little thief
And I know I was gone But I was here all along Hidden in the things you keep Treasures that you went and buried deep in the drawer I know, I've been wrong But I was barely holding on Hidden in the things you keep Treasures now forbidden, buried deep in the drawer Gave you my life Gave you my heart Gave you my soul Deep in the dark When I saw your light I know I was home But I'm all alone now
Compositores: John Gerrit Welmers (J. Gerrit Welmers) (ASCAP), Michael Augustine Lowry (PRS), Samuel Thompson Herring (Samuel T. Herring) (ASCAP), William Hugh Cashion (William Cashion) (ASCAP)Editores: Luvean Says Music, Sugar Book (ASCAP), Tiny Tiny Pillow (ASCAP), Wordsmovevoice (ASCAP)Administração: Third Side Music Inc (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #42838984 em 26/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM