Hans

You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Reading Vladimir Nabokov
We could be slow as slugs
Trailing days
And I’m hoping you
You can play the harp with my heart
See, double a string gets caught
And I misread you
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use
Something in your lungs that I will use
Reading Vladimir Nabokov
We could be slow as slugs
Trailing days
And I’m hoping you
You can play the harp with my heart
See, double a string gets caught
And I misread you
You will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
But you will have the world in your hands and you let it go
Not because of your mistake, because so
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you
I can hear you, I’m always near you, I can hear you