Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Charlie Simpson
Oh, little hands
There's fires in the night burning out of sight when you're in a strange land
I hope that I can help you walk alone
Cause we all fall down
Yeah we all fall down
We all fall down
Trying to find a way
I forget where we were going
Maybe I'm lost and I don't know it
What if it don't come that easy to me?
What if every good intention is a curse and not a blessing?
Cause it don't come that easy to me
But as everything is raging on
I will be your sea of calm
Even if it don't come easy to me
Oh, little eyes
Quiet as the night following the light you'll find a warm place
Where I will try to keep from the edge
Cause we all fall down
Yeah we all fall down
We all fall down
Trying to find a way
I forget where we were going
Maybe I'm lost and I don't know it
What if it don't come that easy to me?
What if every good intention is a curse and not a blessing?
Cause it don't come that easy to me
But as everything is raging on
I will be your sea of calm
Even if it don't come easy to me
I forget where we were going
Maybe I'm lost and I don't know it
What if it don't come that easy to me?
What if every good intention is a curse and not a blessing?
Cause it don't come that easy to me
But as everything is raging on
I will be your sea of calm
Even if it don't come easy to me
Little Hands was written by Edd Holloway & Nick Atkinson & Charlie Simpson.
Little Hands was produced by Sam Featherstone.