Begging Hand

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
You don't know what I've operate
So c'mon
Yeah c'mon

Living down the street with a begging hand
Looking blue and purple in the sand
So c'mon and give me a helping hand
And bring me back to the world again
And again, and again, and again and again

Walking down this empty road
Feels like swimming without clothes
So why don't you join me on this trip
And give me back my coco chip

Your bright eyes are looking for me
Why don't you tell me
What do you see

Me, yeah you, me, yeah you, me, yeah you

Living down the street with a begging hand
Looking blue and purple in the sand
So c'mon and give me a helping hand
And bring me back to the world again
And again, and again, and again and again

Me, yeah you, me, yeah you, me, yeah you

Sitting on a fallen tree
Feels like you're pouching in my knee
So why don't you stop that awful feeling
And paint the roof, not the ceiling

I see you looking at the stars
You can't touch them
They're much to far for you

For me, for you, for me, for you, for me, for you

Living down the street with a begging hand
Looking blue and purple in the sand
So c'mon and give me a helping hand
And bring me back to the world again
And again, and again, and again and again

Gitaarsolo

Living down the street with a begging hand
Looking blue and purple in the sand
So c'mon and give me a helping hand
And bring me back to the world again
And again, and again, and again and again

Lyrics by Jeannette Bisseling