Hands

Things may seem
Tomehow unsure in times
Things refined
Directions signed sometimes

Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow
Today, we call it, and then tomorrow
The perfect chance, once in a while
And lucky hands, once in a while

Whoever near, ever so far, sometimes
Whatever dear, ever so feared, sometimes
Whoever near
Whoever near

Days in sights
Days then heard in times
Days and signs
Becoming clear, sometimes

Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow
Today, we call it, and then tomorrow
The perfect chance, once in a while
And lucky hands

Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow
Today, we call it, and then tomorrow
However life, compared to show,
Once back, once fourth, but only go

Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow
Today, we call it and then tomorrow
The perfect chance, once in a while
And lucky hands, once in a while

Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow
Today, we call it and then tomorrow
The perfect chance, once in a while
And lucky hands, once in a while