Frozen Hands by Mick Strauss Lyrics
He wants to run to the big dark wood
He's a lonely boy with frozen hands
He looks for love like the rush of the flood
He's a spiritual boy with golden ways
He sips his punch at the gates of eden
I've seen his troubled soul twist around his heart
He tried it all been there before
He's a special boy with golden ways
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin
He sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns
About loosing your faith
About feeling unsafe
About being in a strange place
Quicksands are here you know
There are moments when he's low
He's a lonely boy with frozen hands
He's lost his god
Don't believe anymore
All the things we say His armour broke
He wants to run to the big dark wood
He's a spiritual boy with golden ways
He looks for love like the rush of the flood
He's a spiritual boy with frozen hands
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin
He sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns
About loosing your faith
About feeling unsafe
About being in a strange place
He's a lonely boy with frozen hands
He looks for love like the rush of the flood
He's a spiritual boy with golden ways
He sips his punch at the gates of eden
I've seen his troubled soul twist around his heart
He tried it all been there before
He's a special boy with golden ways
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin
He sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns
About loosing your faith
About feeling unsafe
About being in a strange place
Quicksands are here you know
There are moments when he's low
He's a lonely boy with frozen hands
He's lost his god
Don't believe anymore
All the things we say His armour broke
He wants to run to the big dark wood
He's a spiritual boy with golden ways
He looks for love like the rush of the flood
He's a spiritual boy with frozen hands
At night when it hurts he drinks that mountain gin
He sings to himself tragic and beautiful hymns
About loosing your faith
About feeling unsafe
About being in a strange place