Bison
Tired Hands
You stayed an hourFrom where I once laidWith back on the grassAnd feet where it was pavedWhere water mixed inWith the rust and decayYou slept while I weptYou sleptI weptWaitingPrayingTwenty-four hours of waiting is not that long (Hey)But dear, as the light starts to fading,My heart grows fond (Hey)Its a product of absence I’m sureStill I over-analyze (Hey)A day without words makes me wonderIf your fingers grew tiredIf you misplaced the wiresUnder the waterOut the other sideWe were interceptedBy fathers and scribesLetras de cancionesWith burnt offeringsWe had finally arrivedYou slept while I weptYou sleptI weptWaitingPraying
From Letras Mania