Paul Filek: Listen
Your Hands
Your Hands
Brought you there late on that warm summers eve
Got lost in your eyes your hair was blowing in the breeze
We sat down under that old maple tree
My heart skipped a beat I got weak in the knees
Sweet nothings whispered soft in your ears
The touch from my lips tickled your eyes into tears
Pulled you close your body snuggles to mine
Two beating hearts now are one of a kind
Whoa oo oo oo I’m feeling fine
Now that your hands are touching mine
Skies were clear the moon was shinning bright
The warmth from my body kept you safe that night
Slowly drift you fade your head onto me
Arms around you you’re sleeping so peacefully
Wiggly my toes I tickle my hands through your hair
The touch of my hands lets you know that I care
Shooting star but I don’t make no wish
If I had a wish then baby this would be it
Whoa oo oo oo I’m feeling fine
Now that your hands are touching mine
Wake up baby, wake up, oh I see you are dreaming
Wake up baby, wake up!
I said wake up baby no this dreams not over
I’m falling for you you’re like my four leaf clover
Said hold on darling wont you be with me
I wanna hold your hands I want the world to see