Michael Ward - A Delicate Hand Lyrics

Weight with no quantity light with no bend
The letter I wrote but I can't seem to send
Without getting the best of me letting me down
Spreading my special confusion around
It takes a delicate hand
With a feel for survival
The intelligent man
Recognizes his rival
And meters his heart
With a delicate hand
So, holding on tightly is losing your grip
And you say what you're thinking
By letting it slip
You tried taking it lightly but you can't make it work
Meanwhile the standard alternatives lurk
It takes a delicate hand
With a feel for survival
The intelligent man
Recognizes his rival
And meters his heart
With a delicate hand
So, nothings for certain that's one thing for sure
And that's the full-time condition there isn't a cure
You can't tell when that curtain might fall on a dime
And block out the light from a sunnier time
It takes a delicate hand
With a feel for survival
The intelligent man
Recognizes his rival
And meters his heart
With a delicate hand