Fragile Hands - Dan Riverman

FRAGILE HANDS

Well it was never new

You and I we both knew

Eventually we would end up in here

We forgot the turning points we fought and stood across

Led to an empty street that'll never get us home

Yes I could… but I never really have understood

Walking' round in your neighbourhood

I never cared for what they say

I've always loved the games we play

Between the battles on the bedroom floor

We sail through, ‘cos love is what we do

Someone sent from above

Oh please, give me some

With all the fragile hands in the world

Wouldn't be enough to handle you love

Some kind of way you'll brake

Between the battles on the bedroom floor

And through the heaps of clothes I can always find you

Yes we could blame each other for all the blues

Meeting the end with you.