My Hand

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