Do you want another try? Rewrite some lines? Do you want to spent some time?
If your hands are open like mine. Underneath a setting sun
Your hands are open like a child's. Like mine
Feeling like the first to have wasted all God's time. Waking up the birds
They're falling from the sky
Did you think that I'd forget about you and I?
Well I know that I was shy... but time has hardly been unkind, underneath this gentle light
And by the time that midnight strikes, this time ...feeling like the first to have wasted all God's time
Waking with the birds they're falling from the sky
So under-rehersed, we never even tried
It's a delightful curse to have wasted so much time
