Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song His Hands, artist - Jennifer Nettles. Album song That Girl, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 11.08.2014
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
His Hands |
I remember that day when he walked up to me |
Wrote my number down, put it in the pocket of his bluejeans |
And I fell like a feather, yeah, just like that, we were together |
He was my perfect gentleman, sweet like, real sweet |
And his hands felt like thunder on my skin |
His breath hot, oh, how or how could I forget |
That his eyes looked right through me and that was it |
Silence was the only sound then, and my heart pounding |
Told me things would be different leaving church that Sunday |
But the only change coming was the quarters in the ashtray |
Yeah I should have known better |
When the last three times he swore |
That he would never lay another finger on me |
But the truth’s on my face |
And his hands felt like thunder on my skin |
His breath hot, oh, how or how could I forget |
His eyes looked right through me and that was it |
Silence was the only sound then, and my heart pounding |
Oh I, thought that he was all I ever wanted |
Should have come with a warning |
Just like you, I’ve been there too |
Oh I got bag and I got a plan |
Girl you better get out while you can… |
While you can, while you can |
Cause his hands felt like thunder on my skin |
His breath hot, oh how could I forget |
That his eyes looked right through me and that was it |
Silence was the only sound then, silence was the only sound then |
Silence was the only sound then, and my heart heart pounding |