Hans

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

We could be slow as slugs
Trailing days
And I’m hoping you
You can play the harp with my heart
See, double a string gets caught
And I misread you

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go

Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use

We could be slow as slugs
Trailing days
And I’m hoping you
You can play the harp with my heart
See, double a string gets caught
And I misread you

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
But you will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so

I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you