Hands

This ain't no high school love

You can tell me what you want

Come up the stairs in the dark

And I'll leave the door unlocked

Mmm, you think it's head or heels

But if you're not breaking bones

Then what's the point of chasin' pavements

If you end up at home?

This ain't no high school love

Why don't you tell me what you want?

I wonder if you'll ever understand

What it's like to be loved by these hands

I wonder if you'll ever learn to know

What it's like to be warm in the cold

Take a chance on the holy grail

Make me wonder if you'd ever waste it

I wonder if you'll ever understand

What it's like to be loved by these hands

This ain't no water in a drought

Why don't you drink me up and over?

Cut off the thorns of your stems

We can sweat in the Oklahoma summer

Mmm, you think it's head or heels

But if you're not breaking bones

Then what's the point of chasin' pavements?

(Hey)

I wonder if you'll ever understand (oh)

What it's like to be loved by these hands (by these hands, by these hands)

I wonder if you'll ever learn to know (oh)

What it's like to be warm in the cold (Warm in the cold)

Take a chance on the holy grail

Make me wonder if you'd ever waste it (oh)

I wonder if you'll ever understand

What it's like to be loved by these hands

These hands, these hands

This ain't no high school love

You can tell me what you want

Turn off the telly in the room

I'll keep my focus on you

To change your point of view

I wonder if you'll ever understand

What it's like to be loved by a man

I wonder if you'll ever learn to know (oh)

What it's like to be warm in the cold (warm in the cold)

Take a chance on the holy grail

Make me wonder if you'd ever waste it (oh)

I wonder if you'll ever understand

What it's like to be loved by these hands

These hands, these hands