Hands - Ms. John Soda

Things may seem

Somehow unsure

In times

Things refined

Directions signed

Sometimes

Today, we hold it

We’re friends tomorrow

Today, we call it

And then tomorrow

The perfect chance

Once in a while

And lucky hands

Once in a while

Whoever near

Ever so far

Sometimes

Whatever dear

Ever so feared

Sometimes

Whoever near…

Whoever near…

Days in sights

Days then heard

In times

Days and signs

Becoming clear

Sometimes

Today, we hold it

We’re friends tomorrow

Today, we call it

And then tomorrow

The perfect chance

Once in a while

And lucky hands…

Today, we hold it

We’re friends tomorrow

Today, we call it

And then tomorrow

However life

Compared to show

Ones' beg one’s forth

But only go

Today, we hold it

We’re friends tomorrow

Today, we call it

And then tomorrow

The perfect chance

Once in a while

And lucky hands

Once in a while