Out Of My Hands

I'm dying my head

And I'm making bread

Just trying to forget

How cold and dead

Your side of the bed

Holds your silhouette

When night calls and you'd fall right into my arms

My mind starts running so bad

Well I can't help it, it's out of my hands

When I go to sleep I keep the radio on

It's the quiet that I can't stand

Well i can't help it, it's out of my hands

A stranger with your name

On Chancery Lane

And I think of you again

The carpet coffee stain

My morning train

And I think of you again

When night calls and you'd fall right into my arms

My mind starts running so bad

Well I can't help it, it's out of my hands

And I don't wanna fall for nobody else

And none of my friends understand

Well I can't help it it's out of my hands

And someday far away I'll wake up to find

There's someone else on my mind when I open my eyes

When night calls and you'd fall right into my arms

My mind starts running so bad

Well I can't help it, it's out of my hands

And I don't wanna fall for nobody else

And none of my friends understand

Well I can't help it it's out of my hands

It's out of my hands