Happy Hand
Has it come down to a choice?
Just to choose it feels so nice
I've seen the best of me
Now don't use it against me
On one hand you were beautiful
On the other so was I
A motel of the happy
Even only one night
To gently place your hands in mine
And tell me that your life was fine
Meet me soon and if you're late
I promise that I'll try to wait
I promise that I'll try to wait
'Cause a choice is only that
Just a reference to look back
Check the way I rationalize my brain
You'll happen next time, you'll never wait
You strum the guitar in my heart
With a broken G-string
If I didn't need so much
I'd have something to give
To freely let your body dance
A thing I cannot understand
I'm happy this way, the world's my stage
I'd lend you my life story, But it's missing a page
I'd lend you my life story, But it's missing a page
I'd lend you my life story, But it's missing a page
I'd lend you my life story, But it's missing a
It's missing a
It's missing a page
It's missing a page