No Hands
Joy Crookes
Meet me Southeast
On the downbeat
With your khaki string vest intact
Though you're handsome
There's a red sun
And I can't help wonder what's next
Then you ask me
What do you want from all our weekends and whiskey so
Told you I don't vouch for love g
It takes too much of my power
Oh, can't stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That's where I belong
Spending nights in
Lonely castles
Where I learned to see my cracks
Sweet as sixteen
Don't-a test me
I could not sit still if I tried
Learning to run before I could walk, out
Learning to cuss before I could talk it out
Nah, nah, nah
Oh, can't stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That's where I belong
No hands
(No, no hands)
Nobody cradles me like I can
No, like I can
No hands
(No, no hands)
Nobody cradles me like I can
No, like I can
Oh, can't stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That's where I belong
That's where I belong
