Fold my hands - Sadijah

Well I see this picture of you and me
on the wall where it used to be
and shattering glasses all over the floor
there's an empty glass of wine by the door

will you ever notice how beautiful we were
back then when you were mine
will you ever come back come back again

I fold my hands fall down on my knees
I pray to the lord he will bring you back to me
I fold my hands fall down on my knees
pray to the lord that he will bring you back to me
to me
to me

an empty glass on the floor still hurts in time
I break down and I cry
but will you ever notice how beautiful we were
back then when you were mine

lonely are the nights
no holding hands no relaxing sights
all over my body all over my body
just a waste of time those dreams at night
when you're not here with me

I fold my hands fall down on my knees
I pray to the lord that he will bring you back to me
I fold my hands fall down on my knees
I pray to the lord that he will bring you back to me
to me

I see this picture of you and me
on the wall where it used to be
and shattering glasses all over the floor
there's an empty glass of wine by the door

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