Hands (OurVinyl Sessions)

My Hands don’t look the same & i’ve gotta see you today

Had some things that I thought that I

That I thought I wanted to say

But it's our mistake

Blowing smoke in my face

Time made some kind of fool out of me

How long has it been haunting the halls of my home

I don't think it’s been healthy for me

Clocks changed and things rearranged

While we were sleeping the babies took our place

It’s our mistake

Blowing smoke in my face

Time made some kind of fool out of me

It's our mistake

Blowing smoke in my face

Time made some kind of fool out of me

It’s our mistake

Lord have mercy on me

Time was a thing, how I wished I would change

My hands don’t look the same & i’ve gotta see you today