21 lyrics for "Your hands on mine"
Let me get mine, you get yours Can you put your hands my waistline Want your skin up against mine Move my hips to the baseline Hang a please don't disturb sign Put my back into a slow grind Sending chills up and down my spine Gotta hit that spot just
PlayBringing me down Making my heart feel sore Because it's good Dark shines So be mine and your innocence I will consume Passing by you light up my darkest skies You'll take only seconds to draw me in Hold your hands up to your eyes again Hide from the
PlayTouching her, staring in her eyes? Tell me, do I ever, do I ever cross your mind When you run your hands through her hair like you did to mine? Tell me, do I ever, do I ever cross your mind? Oh, oh, oh, oh Mind, oh, oh, oh, oh Do I ever, do I ever cross
PlayWith no makeup Don't have to curl my hair up All this booty here mine I'mma dolla worth a dime Real bosses stand up Ladies throw your hands up And say I know I'm cute I know I'm fly You ask me why
PlayYou got your friends just like I got mine We might think a little differently But we got a lot in common you will see We're just like you, only prettier So lets shake hands and reach across those party lines Well I've been saved by the grace of southern
PlayWhen we built these dreams on sand, How they all slipped through our hands. And this might be our only chance. Let's take this one day at a time, I'll hold your hand if you hold mine. The time that we kill keeps us alive. ...So please don't ask me how I
PlayTurn the lights off When your lips touch mine I'm born again If I never get to heaven, hell I've already been Lead me to salvation, girl I'm down on my knees Slide your jeans off And put your hands on me From the crazy batch that made me Put your hands
PlayCome on up for the rising Come on up, lay your hands in mine Come on up for the rising tonight Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li Can't see nothin' in front of me Can't see nothin' coming up behind Make my way through this
PlayHe'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when
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