Idle Hands

No good reasons
For standing here alone
While bodies in motion
Slide 'cross the floor
Tongue-tied and awkward
Are all that I am
Steadily slippin'
Until you walked in
So if the devil’s workshop is these idle hands
Lord, let this woman make me a busy man
I got caught in the motions
Ten years with no motives
Common sense was overrated
That’s a recipe for a dead man
So if the devil’s workshop is these idle hands
Lord, let this woman make me a busy man
Movin' slow doesn’t mean that things ain’t right
And Heaven knows that the best things just take time
So if the devil’s workshop is these idle hands
Lord, let this woman make me a busy man
Lord, let this woman make me a better man