Teksty: Deerhunter. These Hands.

(sung by lockett)


so long
to the days
you grow sad of

and if
i try but
found
not much for you to hold

the more you hold
the more you feel alone

and wait
till you can wait
till you can wait
till you can wait

no oh oh

so long to the
days you come to know
so you had to
get there on your own

to wait
to grow old
you're waiting
to grow old

till you can wait
till you can wait
till you can wait
till you can wait

no more