Lyrics Slip Through My Hands - The Parlor Mob

Slip Through My Hands - The Parlor Mob
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slip Through My Hands, artist - The Parlor Mob. Album song Dogs, in the genre Хард-рок
Date of issue: 09.10.2011
Record label: The All Blacks U
Song language: English

Slip Through My Hands

Mother, Mother
I can’t take another
Moment here the way that it is
Heartache, heartache
It’s a fear I can’t shake
It heals and then it’s broken again
The things I love seem to slip through my hands
Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand
But I see the future through the eyes of the past
Still I somehow want to make this last
They say the darkest hour
Is just before a flower
Opens to the light of the sun
And you’re my reason
My softly changing season
Tell me I’m the only one
The things I love seem to slip through my hands
Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand
But I see the future through the eyes of the past
Still I somehow want to make this last
Still I somehow want to make this last
All my life I’ve been fooling myself
Trying to make the wrong things right
Like a birds against the cold hard wind
Trying to find the end of the night
The things I love seems to slip through my hands
Like a big red balloon or a grain of sand
But I see the future through the eyes of the past
Still I somehow want to make this last
Still I somehow want to make this last

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