I’ll put you in a box and then I’ll leave you there til morning I will

Come out of my shell and then I’ll try to do the talking but your

Innocence and guilt will play a bigger role than I will ever know

Maybe I should shut my mouth or maybe I should scream I would’ve

Opened up your letters but I didn’t want to see inside my mind

To all my pride

Lead me where I won’t go

Take my hand I’ll follow

Hand in your hand

Neck in your rope

Show me where your heart is

I will trust your message

Hand in your hand

Neck in your rope

Maybe I can make it there but I am not there yet, I’ve only

Just begun the journey and I’m starting to forget how to remember

What you said

Looking through the photographs it’s not hard to remember where I

Was a couple weeks ago but lately I’m so tender to the feelings

Of being wrong

Lead me where I won’t go

Take my hand I’ll follow

Hand in your hand

Neck in your rope

Show me where your heart is

I will trust your message

Hand in your hand

Neck in your rope