New Year's Project

Your hands didn't move, well neither did mine
New years will bring
So much to say, but nothing comes out right
Both of us left without words
Both of us lost in this world, it's softer than ever beforeAnd you were the outline
Of everything you would become
The keeper of these hands
To hold you now
It is a far cry more than anything that I deserveI'm waiting to give you whatever the world may bring
I'd give you my life 'cause I don't own anything
It seemed like the bottom was all that I had until' now
I'd give you my life
If you'd give me yours somehowYour hands didn't move, well neither did mine
New years will bring me to you