Open Hands - Ingrid Michaelson, Trent Dabbs

Nobody wants to be the only one left standing

Nobody wants to be the only one to understand

And now I see the way that you’re leaving

Without me

Now grow up and drift away

No toy can hold you out

Go call it up

The sound goes…

Open hands are hard to hold on to anyway

Anyway

Anybody wants to make the one live forever

And nobody wants to be the only one who feels the pain

And now I see the way that you’re leaving

Without me

Now grow up and drift away

No toy can hold you out

Go call it up

The sound goes…

Open hands are hard to hold on to anyway

Anyway, anyway, anyway

Now grow up and drift away

No toy can hold you out

Go call it up

The sound goes…

Open hands are hard to hold on to anywhere

Anyway, open hands are hard to hold on to anyway

Anyway, open hands are hard to hold on to anyway

Anyway, anyway, anyway