Torpus & The Art Directors - From Holding Your Hands lyrics

She calls her friends to know what they're after But all she gets is a bunch of laughter For several things that she did back then when They would decide to be friends And she got them some candy, care, saying: “My arms are wide, wide, wide open.” She stood her ground, believing in the good deed - Indeed again and again, and the seed Grew till it darkened her eyes so harshly All that's left was the feel She goes the intuitive way, saying: “All I feel must be real.” Please see this as a letter Which makes me feel better and know where I stand By the time it's delivered I long for the shiver from holding your hands You'll find the time of your heavenly joy But may I say, it might be another boy That should carry you home? That's where The both of us belong And I know that it's high time But instead of writing you I wrote this song Please see this as a letter Which makes me feel better and know where I stand By the time it's delivered I long for the shiver from holding your hand