Hans - Febueder

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Not because of your mistake, because so

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Reading Vladimir Nabokov

We could be slow as slugs

Trailing days

And I’m hoping you

You can play the harp with my heart

See, double a string gets caught

And I misread you

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Not because of your mistake, because so

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Something in your lungs that I will use

Something in your lungs that I will use

Something in your lungs that I will use

Something in your lungs that I will use

Reading Vladimir Nabokov

We could be slow as slugs

Trailing days

And I’m hoping you

You can play the harp with my heart

See, double a string gets caught

And I misread you

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Not because of your mistake, because so

But you will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Not because of your mistake, because so

I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you

I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you

I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you

I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you