Fingers Of Love

Fingers Of Love - Crowded House

Written by：Finn

Can you imagine that

An itch too sensitive to scratch

The light that falls through the cracks

An insect too delicate to catch

I hear the endless murmur

Every blade of grass that shivers in the breeze

And the sound that comes to carry me

Across the land and over the sea

And I can't look up

Fingers of love move down

And I can't look back

Fingers of love move down

Colour is it's own reward

Colour is it's own reward

The chiming of a perfect chord

Let's go jumping overboard

Into waves of joy and clarity

Your hands come out to rescue me

And I'm playing in the shallow water

Laughing while the mad dog sleeps

And I can't look up

Fingers of love move down

And I won't be helped

Fingers of love move everywhere

And there is time yet

Fall by the way

From the cradle to the grave

To the palace to the gutter

To me if the dying waves of the sun

Lie the fingers of love

Through waves of joy and clarity

A fallen angel walked on the sea

And I'm playing in the shallow water

Laughing while the mad dog sleeps

And I can't look up

Fingers of love move down

And I won't be helped

Fingers of love move everywhere

And there is time yet

For you to find me

And all at once

Fingers of love move down