A Song About Holding Hands

My hand is asking to be held If you listen hard, you'll hear it say Give it what it needs, and don't let go Your hand is cold, and so is mine They'll get warmer side by side In a while, they'll be fine My hand, it likes the feeling of you there I know, it told me so Just hold it tight, if it feels right Until you've got to go Our hands could fit together So long as they get together The distance between them put aside There's no such thing as 'too warm' A little sweat never hurt nobody I won't let go until you do Your hand, it likes the feeling of me there I know, it told me so I'll hold it tight, 'cause it feels right Until I've got to go My hand, it likes the feeling of you there I know, it told me so Just hold it tight if it feels right Until you've got to go