Little Hands by Michael Baker Lyrics

Child amongst the greenery is evergreen
Looks a lot like you did
Best to land on solid ground
You gotta breath
Gotta take time
To move slow

Imagine little hands on your fingers
You gotta put feathers on those wings
God haven’t you heard about me?
Isn’t it strange in this life?

Don’t we all get a little strange sometimes?

I’m all about the bravery 
And building bridges
All the locks at low tide
But god won’t fix your mind
It’s gonna take time
To move slow
Imagine little hands on your fingers
(Pulling you apart)
You gotta put feathers on those wings
(Baby it’s a start)
God haven’t you hеard about me?
Isn’t it strange in this life?
Don’t wе all get a little strange sometimes?

Oh Time

When you gonna come around?
When you gonna come around?
For life is fleeting
So when might my life begin?

Imagine little hands on your fingers
(Pulling you apart)
I said you gotta put feathers on those wings
(Baby it’s a start)
God haven’t you heard about me?
Isn’t it strange in this life?
Don’t we all get a little strange sometimes?