Out Of My Hands Lyrics
The song Out Of My Hands is performed by Michael Penn in the album named Resigned in the year 1997 .
Send Out Of My Hands Ringtone to your Cell
I feel like I'm coming down with it
All of the symptoms fit
And I backslide
An eye on the clock
I don't talk much
When I'm running
On the inside
When every conclusion reached
Is out to you
I put on my best face and my kid gloves, too
And held up the end
Until it's out of my hands
Out of my hands
And if you tuned in to see blood
It's not a subject that I surpa*s in
My mission's been scrubbed; my brains were washed
Because I never was your a*sa*sin
It's like a desert
Sand will have to do
And between my fingers
Saw it running through
Until it turned into this
And out of my hands
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
So come up and check
There's nothing up my sleeve
All the while
It's getting harder for you to believe
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
Out of my hands
