Hole In My Hand

Hole In My Hand - Benjamin Francis Leftwich

Written by：Benjamin Francis Leftwich

There is nothing we could say or do

To stop the world

From tearing us in two

From your heart there

I drew a line

Through the water

And down your spine

I put a hole in my hand

To see you

I drew a line through the sand

To be with you

Can you hear me

Call your name

In the winter it sounds the same

When my gun jams my heart stops again

And I close my eyes and see you

I put a hole in my hand

To see you

I drew a line through the sand

To be with you

I put a hole in my hand

To see you

I drew a line through the sand

To be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I put a hole in my hand

To see you

I drew a line into the sand

To be with you