MY LITTLE HANDS By Tom Jensen
I know it seems like things
are going slowly...
Although I must say
I feel anything but lonely
I used to hide in the corner
where nobody could see me
My dark shadow would follow
and it would never free me
Just stood there beside me...
Would never release me
I could never find
The inner peace within me
Never mind the thought
Of letting it lose sight of
or releasing me
Never let me fly...
Kept holding my hand
And yet I never asked why
I couldn't run
like the other ones
Have my summer fun
Instead only the shade
Of an empty room
An unoccupied and empty mind
But the bed was made
And in they'd help me climb
It was there I stayed
With drawn blinds
My little hands prayed
For a single friend to find
With a smile to lend
One whose heart beat kind
It was at this very second
I got a phone call from you
So I stopped writing and recording
It was then I knew that
this song was through