I open my hands to you.
I open my hands to you.
And I showed you my palms.
I showed you my soft skin for what it really was.
When I walk myself home.
When I walk myself home.
I feel your breath, even though you're already long gone.
I open my hands to you.
And I showed you my palms.
I showed you my soft skin for what it really was.
When I walk myself home.
When I walk myself home.
I feel your breath, even though you're already long gone.