A Song About Holding Hands

My hand is asking to be held

If you listen hard, you'll hear it say

Give it what it needs, and don't let go

Your hand is cold, and so is mine

They'll get warmer side by side

In a while, they'll be fine

My hand, it likes the feeling of you there

I know, it told me so

Just hold it tight, if it feels right

Until you've got to go

Our hands could fit together

So long as they get together

The distance between them put aside

There's no such thing as 'too warm'

A little sweat never hurt nobody

I won't let go until you do

Your hand, it likes the feeling of me there

I know, it told me so

I'll hold it tight, 'cause it feels right

Until I've got to go

My hand, it likes the feeling of you there

I know, it told me so

Just hold it tight if it feels right

Until you've got to go