Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Ring From Your Hand, artist - Paul Heaton. Album song The Cross Eyed Rambler, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Record label: Paul Heaton
Song language: English
The Ring From Your Hand |
When that builder cups his hand to other builder’s ear |
It doesn’t happen often: maybe once or twice a year |
That compliment from you, my precious dear |
Would creep up unexpectedly, then disappear |
First time we caught each other’s eye was at the bottle bank |
Dropping off three times the amount our partners knew we drank |
When did that bottle of plonk turn into walking plank? |
When did that Chenin blanc turn to blank? |
We took the shine out the sun, blew the clouds out the sky |
Took the wind and the rain and the frost |
Just inches below us, the river runs dry |
And the love that once took us across |
The kiss we exchanged that built us a bridge |
Has sunk to its knees in the sand |
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge |
Have gone with the ring from your hand |
Where’s the passion when we’re both stood in our socks? |
When did Marvin’s «Get It On» get put back in the box? |
When did being daring begin to shock? |
When did wearing miniskirts turn into wearing our frocks? |
Who’s the brains in this relationship? |
We’re both in red kagoules |
How could life be quite so dull with so many golden rules? |
Who’s the brains in this relationship when we’re both in red kagoules? |
We went and cracked the safe, but lost the jewels |
We took the shine out the sun, blew the clouds out the sky |
Took the wind and the rain and the frost |
Just inches below us, the river runs dry |
And the love that once took us across |
The kiss we exchanged that built us a bridge |
Has sunk to its knees in the sand |
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge |
Have gone with the ring from your hand |
Now I look out the window from the end of the bed |
And the moon shines so clearly above |
Looking down at my children and patting their heads |
Whisper, «God luck sure looks after love» |
But moonlight through keyhole, starlight through crack |
Is all the light we’ll likely see |
And till death I depart, or your mummy comes back |
No person casts shadow on me |
We took the shine out the sun, blew the clouds out the sky |
Took the wind and the rain and the frost |
Just inches below us, the river runs dry |
And the love that once took us across |
The kiss we exchanged that built us a bridge |
Has sunk to its knees in the sand |
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge |
Have gone with the ring from your hand |