Merle - Beautiful Hands Lyrics

I could never tell you
I fear you wouldn't understand
I could never tell you
I'll just watch your beautiful hands

Beautiful hands

Your eyes turn me into particles of sand
There I stand and crumble; disintegrate
For they are your eyes and yours alone
And I will be need a wishbone
When I think of the distance that lies between our minds
Brambles and wire and outstretched land
And the size-difference of our hands

Beautiful hands

But you're too innocent, too kind
The steps to your temple are too steep to climb
And I never know what's real or not these days
You say you're fine
But your mind is in the shade
It's disengaged
And I'm afraid

The bus swings round and round and round
I remember how you said 'my head pounds'
And I'm growing numb from this dumb conversation
But for you I'll wait, I'll be patient
Hands on your temples
You make me tremble

Beautiful hands

So I'll never tell you
I'll never say a word
You'd turn bright pink
My heart would sink
Then away to the train station you would lope
And at your ever-shrinking back I would grope
Long tall shadow
The thunder claps under your hat
You never look back
I wish you'd look back and wave