Lyrics

Four Hands, by Mike Boren

And it all comes here
four hands resting on a table top
tell me what you feel
and I'll tell you everything I've got

You tell me and I will take you home
You tell me and I will take you home

Look at him across the room
he's got no voice to speak
Look at me across from you
What is strong tell me what is weak

You tell me and I will take you home
You tell me and I will take you home

Smoke one last time tonight
I feel I really need to stay awake
tell me one last time
how you love the feel, how you hate the taste

You tell me and I will take you home
You tell me and I will take you home