Come Love, See My Hands

Yeah I put on a shirt and I flirt with my own reflection I've no companion Yeah my toes are sleepy, my eyes are weepy, they fell out And I shoved them in the spout And I'd sing Ooo ooo ooo ooo Yeah I pull of my limbs, give 'em to the wind in silence I've no defiance Yeah my legs are weak, my lips won't speak I twist them And rudely kiss them And I don't know why I write this And scratch it on the back of your books And I don't know why I sketch you And waste it on the edge o' ya looks I don't know why I plant these And fashion them from slices of earth I guess I'm slave to the spirit Of needing to create and give birth And we all sing Ooo ooo ooo ooo And come love, see my hands Come love, see my hands Come love, see my hands Oh come on, and see my hands