- cifra
Dear did you know that people love each other
just like we do
just like they do
Dear did you know you're all I ask for so hold on to me
hold on with me here
And there are things that follow us
quietly to the past
I've seen those faces
so don't go looking for trouble
The rain tumbled down through the cracks in the sky
which made your hands grow
watch your hands grow
But we still see through their planks, shifted laughs
we'll hold the hands of sinners and then we will pass
