Текст песни
What if I can't be what you're gonna need?
What if I fall short of everything you see?
Small hands on me, holding tighter than I thought you could.
Small hands on me, I swear I'll try to get this good.
Don't know the words or the steps to take,
But I won't run from my own mistakes.
Small hands on me.
Small hands on me.
Your eyes won't open all the way,
But somehow you can see right through.
Every doubt I try to bury down comes rising up when I look at you.
I rehearsed this moment in my head,
Thought I'd feel brave instead.
Now I'm scared of what's ahead.
What if I fall short of everything you see?
Small hands on me, holding tighter than I thought you could.
Small hands on me, I swear I'll try to get this good.
Don't know the words or the steps to take,
But I won't run from my own mistakes.
Small hands on me.
Small hands on me.
Your eyes won't open all the way,
But somehow you can see right through.
Every doubt I try to bury down comes rising up when I look at you.
I rehearsed this moment in my head,
Thought I'd feel brave instead.
Now I'm scared of what's ahead.