Hands Across the Table

Hands Across the Table - Lee Wiley

Hands across the table

While the lights are low

Go you hush your lips your fingertips

Tell me all I want to know

Hands across the table

Meet so tenderly

And they say in their little way

That you belong to me

Silence is golden so do not reply

And I can understand

All could be told in a look in your eye

And in a touch of your hand

How isn't it splendid to sit hand in hand

Silently lost in a dream

Hand across the table

While the lights are low

Tho' you hush your lips

Your fingertips

Tell me all I want to know

Hands across the table

Meet so tenderly

And they say in their little way

That you belong to me

Hands across the table

Meet so tenderly

And they say in their little way

That you belong to me