No Hands

Hey b.

Meet me SoutheastOn the downbeat
With your khaki string vest intact
Though you′re handsome
There's a red sun
And I can′t help wonder what's next
Then you ask me
What do you want from all our weekends and whiskey so
Told you I don't vouch for love g
It takes too much of my power

Oh, can′t stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That′s where I belong

Spending nights in
Lonely castles
Where I learned to see my cracks
Sweet as sixteen
Don't-a test me
I could not sit still if I tried

Learning to run before I could walk, out
Learning to cuss before I could talk it out
Nah, nah, nah

Oh, can′t stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That's where I belong

No hands, (No, no hands)
Nobody cradles me like I can
No, like I can
No hands, (No, no hands)
Nobody cradles me like I can
No, like I can

Oh, can′t stay too long
I might stay in someone
Round and round I go
Got to set the tone
In the hands of none
That's where I belong

That′s where I belong