My Heart In Your Hands

MY HEART IN YOUR HANDS

Morning breaks quietly as I lay here with you
We forget about all the things we know
You and I fit the space
And claim old mistakes
Our memories scattered on the floor
(I won’t let go of you)

How will I know if all of the sand on the shores
Is seeping inside of my pores?
Whatever we do, all the words will write anew
Understand, you’re holding my heart in your hands
You’re holding my heart in your hands
You’re holding my heart…

Wicked cityscapes a modern man navigates
As long as I’m coming back to you
Peek over the top, an ocean inside a drop
A closer look reveals…
(that I won’t let go of you)

How will I know if all of the sand on the shores
Is seeping inside of my pores
Whatever we do, all the words will write anew
Understand, you’re holding my heart in your hands
You’re holding my heart in your hands
You’re holding my heart…