My Old Hands - Jamie McDell

作词：Stuart Crichton/Jamie McDell

作曲：Stuart Crichton/Jamie McDell

Lately I've seen lots of running around

I've seen bubblegum on the ground

I've seen how the other live now

And I know they dont want the truth anymore

So that's what the channels are for

So miss can I show you the door

Excuss me Joanna or miss Louisiana what

Ever face it is

Won't you give my hand I need to understand

Why the ocean looks like this

All I have to do is to walk back home

Find my young facts oh

All I need from you is one more chance

To take the world with both my hands

My old hands

Lady your giving me stress everyday

Your make up might get you a raise

Won't fill that big empty space

So far I've listenned to all of the songs

Of Jimmy of Jackson of John

I still dont know where we went wrong

I'm sorry proffessor a picture on my dresser

Whatever face it is

Won't you give me your hand

I need to understand

Why the forest looks like this

All I have to do is to walk back home

Find my young facts oh

All I need from you is one more chance

To take the world with both my hands

My old hands

Ohh the tide rolls in

And I watch it fall away

Till light goes dim

Ohh it seems the sky

Takes all the worry

And the past out of my mind

All I have to do is to walk back home

Find my young facts oh

All I need from you is one more chance

To take the world with both my hands

My old hands

My old hands

My old hands

My old hands

My old hands