when you look at your hands

Look at your hands,
And look into my eyes and,
Promise me you won’t throw it onto the ground,
And watch me die.

When you look at your hands,
You see my heart,
I gave you my heart,
As a symbol of love,
And to say I trust you with my love.

It’s in your hands,
It’s beating fast,
Hold onto it,
Tight and never let go.

When you look at your hands,
You see my heart,
I gave you my heart,
As a symbol of love,
And to say I trust you with my love.

I’ve seen it get broken,
So many times,
That’s why it’s so scared,
And fragile.

When you look at your hands,
You see my heart,
I gave you my heart,
As a symbol of love,
And to say I trust you with my love.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009