Quick Hands

[Verse 1]
Quick hands, light wood
Seems I'm working late again
I can't hold her
Caught up my life
Trying to make things better
So I can hold her

[Chorus]
Baby, when we touch
I get a little lighter
Could it be this wine?
Or is she on my mind?
Darling, when you're home
I get a little brighter
We sit talking for hours
'Bout nothing that matters
'Bout nothing that matters

[Verse 2]
Moments of our life
Stay with me while I'm gone
And my bed's colder
So late nights, I call home
Things can't get much better
Then my hands hold hers

[Chorus]
Baby, when we touch
I get a little lighter
Could it be this wine?
Or is she on my mind?
Darling, when you're home
I get a little brighter
We sit talking for hours
'Bout nothing that matters

[Chorus]
Baby, when we touch
I get a little lighter
Could it be this wine?
Or is she on my mind?
Darling, when you're home
I get a little brighter
We sit talking for hours
'Bout nothing that matters