Hole In My Hand

There is nothing you can say or do

To stop the world from tearing us in two

From your heart where I drew a line

Through the water and down your spine

I put a hole in my hand to see you

I drew a line into the sand to be with you

Can you hear me call your name?

In the Winter it sounds the same

When my gun jams, my heart stops again

I close my eyes and see you

I put a hole in my hand to see you

I drew a line into the sand to be with you

I wanna come home

And I wanna come soon

I wanna come now

And I want it to be with you

I put a hole in my hand to see you

I drew a line into the sand to be with you