| with my head in my hands |

just another evening
there goes my strength again
sitting here with my head in in my hands
trying to figure out a way just how to feel
trying to figure out why all of this just feels unreal

there must be something more to find out
there must me something more to understand
there must me something more to tell her
with my head in my hands
with my heart in her hands

is this the end of a chapter or is this the end of a book?
how many secrets can there be in just one look?
and her voice still ringing in my ear
a strange strange sound keeps telling me that she’s not here

there must me something more to tell her
some other reason or some other chance
there must be something more to tell her
with my head in my hands
with my heart in her hands

there must be something more to tell her
there must me something more to understand
there must me something more to find out
with my head in my hands
with our hearts in our hands