Hands Lyrics

Your hands at your side
Your eyes looking down
A smile slowly forming
I heard not a sound
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands
I took you by your hands
Into another room
We talked about our fathers
And lazy afternoons
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

We spent some nights
Hiding in the sheets
Smoking cigarettes
And letting our parts meet
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

The way, oh...
The way, oh...
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands
Can see it in your smile
That thoughts of me are fading
When something in between us
Keeps me anticipating
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

Your new man's coming home
And I'm left all alone
He's taken my crown
And taken my throne
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands
Now I'm left
Where I first saw your face
Still living in the time
Still living in the place
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

The way, oh...
The way, oh...
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

The way, oh...
The way, oh...
The way, oh...
You talk with your hands

The way, oh...
The way, oh...
The way, oh...