My Own Hands To Hold - Sara Haze

My own hands to hold

I was aloneSitting on the steps outside your doorYou weren’t homeHell I’ve been

through this too many times beforeAnd we go on and onRound and roundIt’s like

we can’t break free

You’re bringing me downNow you got me on my kneesThe first time aroundYou were

so good to meBut now I’m out here in the coldWith just my own hands to holdBut

where are you

Time goes by slowMaking my way through the words you saidAnd I didn’t knowYou

were only playing with my head Still we go on and on Round and roundIt’s time

that we break free

You’re bringing me downNow you got me on my knees

The first time aroundYou were so good to meBut now I’m out here in the coldWith

just my own hands to hold

You built me upYou made me believe That I was the only oneThat you’d ever

needAnd now I’m sitting hereAnd nobody cares but me Stop bringing me downNow you got me on my kneesThe first time aroundYou were so good to meBut now I’m out here in the coldWith just my own hands to holdYou’re

bringing me downNow you got me on my kneesThe first time aroundYou were so good

to meBut now I’m out here in the coldWith just my own hands to hold Where are

you