Fingers and Thumbs - Polly Paulusma

After I kissed you, a sweet darkness came down

Fingers were search lights, leading the way down

We talk in fingers and thumbs

In an ancient braille of daily vacant overflow

Fingers and thumbs can never lie

We talk in fingers and thumbs

With my hands out stretched I read your scars from head to toe

No need to fake it anymore, that?

s what our tongues were made for

Now, I see you feelingly and my fingers have eyes

They search for you constantly in sorrows and smiles like this

We talk in fingers and thumbs

In an ancient braille of daily ache and overflow

Fingers and thumbs can never lie

We talk in fingers and thumbs

With my hands out stretched I read your scars from head to toe

No need to fake it anymore, that?

s what our tongues were made for

Be my translator till there?

s no more to tell

Till our skin turns to water and our bones turn to sea shell

We talk in fingers and thumbs

In an ancient braille of daily ache and overflow

Fingers and thumbs can never lie

We talk in fingers and thumbs

With my hands out stretched I read your scars from head to toe

No need to fake it anymore, that?

s what our tongues were made for