"Out of My Hands" as written by and Maya/robertson Ford....
I'm sick of the state we're in
And every little thread is wearing thin
I've been livin' life in the slow lane
But somethings got to change

What time is it where you are
You're in bed, I'm at a bar
Right now opposites subtract
And I don't know if I can bridge the gap

The phone bills, and missed calls, have
got us they've got us

At the mercy of a mile
In no place to make demands
I'll make it worth your while
But right now it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands

Ode to sleep pillows and sheets
The last place I'd expect us to meet
I'll be back before you know
So don't worry if you're running low
The phone bills, and missed calls, have
got us, they've got us hanging




Lyrics submitted by thoseguiltyeyes

"Out of My Hands" as written by Torrance Castellano Brett Anderson

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

Lyrics powered by LyricFind

Out of My Hands song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain