The Hands

In every time of your calling I'm holding us both from falling Never have you been a empty thought worth neglecting Slowly, what's been building like rainwater collecting I would stop time if I could just so you could catch up Hold on close to me, slowing this down, will be abrupt Down, looking at our reflections, soon this separation will be gone I know that you're injured, but I'll carry you through this, please just hold on Now, where we're standing is closer than I could ever imagine When you return to me, just wait, the hands will start moving again