My Hand - Robyn Sherwell

Here is my hand, small and cold, to unfold

No please don’t ask who he was held it before

Just sense my need, its for you that I reach

Only to be so empty no more

Cos I could get past all of this, all of this,

All of this with you, I could

Get back into this with someone like you

To hold on to

To hold on to

Here is my past, from my throne I was hurled

Here’s what I have, one small voice, one small pearl

Easily lost, but I’ll warm to your touch

Don’t leave me here, blown apart and no crutch

Cos I, I could get past all of this, all of this,

All of this with you, I could

Get back into this with someone like

I could get past all of this, all of this,

All of this with you, I could

Get back into this with someone like you

To hold on to

To hold on to

Just put your hand in mine