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Picture This

Take My Hand

 

Take My Hand

(album: Picture This - 2016)


Take my hand
And we can go walking
And we can talk about whatever is on your mind
Be my friend, but secretly like me
I wanna catch you staring and make you go all red
I love the way your hair falls in the summer
I'll treat you like your father treats your mother
And I'm kinda scared of your older brother
Oh yeah

You're all that I'm needing
You're all that I'm feeling
And I'll be the one that's kicking and screaming
When you have to go every evening
Oh yeah

Your feet in the sand
And mine in the water
We can explore these hills if that's what you want to do
You know I can't stand, when it gets cold in the evenings
And I'm standing there freezing, but my clothes look so good on you
You play with my hair like there's no other
And I'm no longer scared of your older brother
He said "We're cool, man, I know you love her."
Oh yeah

I'll get you in loads of trouble
Give you love on the double
We can get drunk and
Our words can get muddled
No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble
Oh no

Take my hand
And we can go walking
And we can talk about whatever is on your mind
You play with my hair like there's no other
I'll treat you like your father treats your mother
And I'm no longer scared of your older brother
Oh no
And I'm no longer scared of your older brother

You're all that I needed
You're all that I'm feeling
And I'll be the one who's kicking and screaming
When you have to go home
Every evening
Oh yeah

I'll get you in loads of trouble
Give you love on the double
We can get drunk and
Our words can get muddled
No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no

Take my hand
And we can go walking
And we can talk about whatever is on your mind

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