Your hands I long, to hold so long
Strong. They draw me in, hold me near
Dear, the song you sing I hear so clear;
when you hold me with your hands.
Sweet caress… Always suggest
In jest, your grab my hand and cup my face
Your hands never another buttah my ass.. Like an ace,
You handle me… Hold me tightly, love me quietly
Always proudly; respect me as your Queen
With your hand, love harder
You hands I grab tight… Coz I never want to spend
To hold so bold… Even the stole’ glances
Thinking of their chances, that will never be
Because I will always have your hands.