Warm Hands – Daniel Johns – letras

He had: warm hands, cold heartTryin’ to love and tryin’ to pleaseWit, charm, a head start, almost brought me to my kneesWarm hands, cold heart, trying to love a better dayAlmost spirited me awayMy will left home, packed its bags and flew awayDashing was my succour, was my weaknessI was so alone, would have stayed that way a thousand daysI enjoyed his bitter, not his sweetnessHe was messin’ with my psyche, he was playin’ with my mindAdventure and excitement, can be hard to findBut the pleasure in the danger, was so intoxicatingI had to break away. Yeah, yeah, yeahWarm hands, cold heartWit, charm, head startWarm hands, cold heartWit, charm, head start