Take My Hand - Picture This

Take my hand

And we can go walking

And we can talk about whatever is on your mind

Be my friend, but secretly like me

I wanna catch you staring and make you go all red

I love the way your hair falls in the summer

I’ll treat you like your father treats your mother

And I’m kinda scared of your older brother

Oh yeah

You’re all that I’m needing

You’re all that I’m feeling

And I’ll be the one that’s kicking and screaming

When you have to go every evening

Oh yeah

Your feet in the sand

And mine in the water

We can explore these hills if that’s what you want to do

You know I can’t stand, when it gets cold in the evenings

And I’m standing there freezing, but my clothes look so good on you

You play with my hair like there’s no other

And I’m no longer scared of your older brother

He said, «we're cool, man, I know you love her.»

Oh yeah

I’ll get you in loads of trouble

Give you love on the double

We can get drunk and

Our words can get muddled

No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble

Oh no

Take my hand

And we can go walking

And we can talk about whatever is on your mind

You play with my hair like there’s no other

I’ll treat you like your father treats your mother

And I’m no longer scared of your older brother

Oh no

And I’m no longer scared of your older brother

You’re all that I needed

You’re all that I’m feeling

And I’ll be the one who’s kicking and screaming

When you have to go home

Every evening

Oh yeah

I’ll get you in loads of trouble

Give you love on the double

We can get drunk and

Our words can get muddled

No cigarette smoke will burst our little bubble

Oh no

Oh no

Oh no

Take my hand

And we can go walking

And we can talk about whatever is on your mind