Robyn Sherwell my hand

Here is my hand, small and cold, to unfold
No please don't ask who he was held it before
Just sense my need, its for you that I reach
Only to be so empty no more
Cos I could get past all of this, all of this,
All of this with you, I could
Get back into this with someone like you
To hold on to
To hold on to
Here is my past, from my throne I was hurled
Here's what I have, one small voice, one small pearl
Easily lost, but I'll warm to your touch
Don't leave me here, blown apart and no crutch
Cos I, I could get past all of this, all of this,
All of this with you, I could
Get back into this with someone like
I could get past all of this, all of this,
All of this with you, I could
Get back into this with someone like you
To hold on to
To hold on to
Just put your hand in mine