Lyric Context Universe
in imperfect balance
maybe you'll find it
she runs out of my hands
in imperfect balance
maybe you'll find it
she runs out of my hands
i take my handkerchief and wipe your eyes
maybe you'll find
maybe you'll find another guy
i take my handkerchief and wipe your eyes
maybe you'll find
maybe you'll find another guy
i take my handkerchief and wipe your eyes
maybe you'll find
maybe you'll find another guy
i take my handkerchief and wipe your eyes
maybe you'll find
maybe you'll find another guy