No Hands

No Hands - Joy Crookes

Lyrics by：Joy Crookes/Jonny Latimer

Composed by：Joy Crookes/Jonny Latimer

Hay B

Meet me Southeast

On the downbeat

With your khaki string vest intact

Though you're handsome

There's a red sun

And I can't help wonder what's next

Then you ask me

What do you want from all our weekends

And whiskey so

Told you I don't vouch for love g

It takes too much of my power

Oh can't stay too long

I might stay in someone

Round and round I go

Got to set the tone

In the hands of none

That's where I belong

Spending nights in

Lonely castles

Where I learned to see my cracks

Sweet as sixteen

Don't-a test me

I could not sit still if I tried

Learning to run before I could walk out

Learning to cuss before I could talk it out

Nah nah nah

Oh can't stay too long

I might stay in someone

Round and round I go

Got to set the tone

In the hands of none

That's where I belong

No hands

No no hands

Nobody cradles me like I can

No like I can

No hands no no hands

Nobody cradles me like I can

No like I can

Oh can't stay too long

I might stay in someone

Round and round I go

Got to set the tone

In the hands of none

That's where I belong

That's where I belong