ahh ah ahh
ah
i had you in the
palm of my hand
and i let you go and i'll
never understand
we sit,
we sit here in the dark
we talk about life
we talk about the past
i don't know more than you
you don't know more than me
but i don't know what
i did to you and me
(refrão)
i had you in the
palm of my hand
and i let you go and i'll
never understand
i cannot see white
flowers at my feet
only emptiness that
swallows me
we hurt
i know
and i know you too and
i know that i will never see
you round here anymore
i had you in my hand
they say ,they speak
they know just how i, know just how i feel
but how can they know
how can they know just how i feel?
i had you in the palm of my hand
and i let you go and
i'll never see you again.