Adam & Naive - Tired Fists lyrics

It's gone back; you look good under a sunbrella And it's s**ing at your cheeks I'm kind of Jealous but it just wants your freckles I'll let it Kiss you, if you promise to come back when My fingers graze your hands, I won't shiver and quit Now we carry what we've lost in our fists Warm on our memories, digits dancing down your wrist When the time's right I'll nudge you to drop when