Out of Our Hands

Loosening my grip, impressions on his skin

I held on to what was there, but it's not there

Looking in your eyes, I get a strange reply

The person that was once there no longer lives there

You're still high on the chemicals

I'm just no good at letting go

Is this the end or can we pretend

That we can build castles out of dust?

Playing with love is pain within

I can feel you slipping through my hands

We're back where we begin, mmm

It's out of our hands

Every now and then, I like to lie and feel the comfort of our bed

My hands on your chest

Your frizzy, curly hair, your maple eyes, they still look back at me in protest

They're so aware

But please stay in the moment with me

Just one more night

But I'm all out of breath, you're out of lines, we're out of depth

We're out of time, it feels like death, but no one died

I guess this is end, we can pretend

They never built castles out of dust

Playing with love is pain within

I can feel you slipping through my hands

We're back where we begin, mmm

It's out of our hands

Ooh, it's out of our hands

It's out of our hands