Cold Hands Songtext
von Suede
Cold Hands Songtext
The playgrounds are empty, the wind it is still
I follow you up to the foot of the hill
My life is the hands of a child
The hands of a child
Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I′ll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I′m a hare in the cat's eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes
I kicked at the chalk under vermillion skies
I said "I don′t wanna play these games"
But I followed you and I
And now I want to curl up and die
I′ll curl up and die
With your cold hands on me
With a spin of the wheel
I'll follow, I′ll follow you down
Put your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat′s eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes
Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I′ll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat′s eyes
Now see how a hare dies
I follow you up to the foot of the hill
My life is the hands of a child
The hands of a child
Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I′ll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I′m a hare in the cat's eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes
I kicked at the chalk under vermillion skies
I said "I don′t wanna play these games"
But I followed you and I
And now I want to curl up and die
I′ll curl up and die
With your cold hands on me
With a spin of the wheel
I'll follow, I′ll follow you down
Put your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat′s eyes
A hare in the cat's eyes
Put your cold hands on me
Take a spin of the wheel
I′ll follow, I'll follow you down
With your cold hands on me
I'm a hare in the cat′s eyes
Now see how a hare dies
Writer(s): Neil John Codling, Brett Lewis Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com