Put Your Hands on Me, My Love
That one day I'll find a way
to give all the things that you've given to me back.
Well, put your foot down my brother.
That's no way to live putting the needs of others ahead of yours.
You deserve more than nothing.
It's the little things that we do that mean anything.
Put your hands on me my love,
While the world wakes up early and wastes the day
Working for money they don't need,
to buy ting they don't need.
We'll sleep in, We'll do it again.
It's the little things that we do that mean anything.
Writer/s: MICHAEL KINSELLA