Jesus Jesus - Nephew

It feels like my hands are way too small

It feels like my daughter’s way too tall

It feels like my spa is too deep

It feels like my blood’s falling asleep

Det som om at jeg må løb hvor andre kan gå

Som om at for at se noget skal jeg op og stå på tå

Det som om min hals er sund men min stemme er syg

Som om at for at sæt' mit kryds skal jeg fødes påny

Jeg håber at Jesus vil ta' mit rat (jeg håber ved gud han vil ta mit rat)

Og kør' rundt på min spilleplade med alt på et bræt (og kør' rundt med mig med

hånden over min skat)

Jeg håber at Jesus er klædt på (jeg håber ved gud, det vil gå)

At han viser hvor skabet skal stå (at han viser mig vej)

I think im gonna fold my hands and see where it goes

I’ll try and get down on my knees and see if it grows

I think im gonna write his name and say it out loud

And shed a lot of tears for fears and let it all out

I feel like my hands are way too small

I feel like my daughter’s way too tall

It feels like my hands are way too small

It feels like my daughter's way too tall

It feels like my spa is too deep

It feels like my blood's falling asleep

It's like I have to run where others can go

As if to see something I have to get up and stand on tiptoe

It's like my throat is healthy but my voice is sick

As if to put my cross I have to be born again

I hope Jesus will take my steering wheel (I hope by god he will take my steering wheel)

And run 'around on my game board with everything on a board (and run' around with me with

hand over my treasure)

I hope Jesus is clothed (I hope by god it will go)

That he shows where the cupboard should stand (that he shows me the way)

I think im gonna fold my hands and see where it goes

I’ll try and get down on my knees and see if it grows

I think im gonna write his name and say it out loud

And shed a lot of tears for fears and let it all out

I feel like my hands are way too small

I feel like my daughter's way too tall