hold your hand for just a moment
here in strangers time
of lonely ticking hands that sweep
in needless pointless rhyme
careful digits counting till
sweet morning sun does rise
and hand in hand awake to greet
soft smile in love-worn eyes.
hold your hand for just a moment
here in strangers time
of lonely ticking hands that sweep
in needless pointless rhyme
careful digits counting till
sweet morning sun does rise
and hand in hand awake to greet
soft smile in love-worn eyes.