Hands
Alpine
And here we are at last I suppose we've come far From when we thought We'd change the winters And warm each other up with whispers, with whispers, with whispers ah, ah, ah, ah, I escape the night ah, ah, ah, ah, I escape the night What was I thinking So naïve Yet I can't help but sing I make words become my world And sometimes dream again, And sometimes dream again, And sometimes dream again ah, ah, ah, ah, I escape the night ah, ah, ah, ah, I escape the night