Hands (исполнитель: Ms. John Soda)
Things may seem Tomehow unsure in times Things refined Directions signed sometimes Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow Today, we call it, and then tomorrow The perfect chance, once in a while And lucky hands, once in a while Whoever near, ever so far, sometimes Whatever dear, ever so feared, sometimes Whoever near Whoever near Days in sights Days then heard in times Days and signs [bad word] clear, sometimes Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow Today, we call it, and then tomorrow The perfect chance, once in a while And lucky hands Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow Today, we call it, and then tomorrow However [bad word] to show, Once back, once fourth, but only go Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow Today, we call it and then tomorrow The perfect chance, once in a while And lucky hands, once in a while Today, we hold it, we're friends tomorrow Today, we call it and then tomorrow The perfect chance, once in a while And lucky hands, once in a while