Wrap Your Hands in Sun

You're a pretty girl
and you don't even know it, so
Here I go, and there
is no more distance between

I'll wrap your hands in sun, and then
if you're still cold we'll take our plans
like older sands on beaches that we've never been

But hurry, darling dear, I find
we're running out our precious time
your words will live until the sun falls over them

So turn off the sun
and let the night be won over
so shadows do collide
with light so they won't stay

Scare me, your scars don't show
when and whereever you go
Tainted by the life that I would steal
for one moment to feel..