Hands Full - The Mutton Birds

When he asked if she’d mind saying

What they were doing, she said «no» at first

But in a while, she was warming

To the task of putting it into words

Before long, she had her hands full

Before long, she had her hands full

Like Houston, she was listening

To the satellite that was circling in

And every hair on his neck was shivering

As the afternoon sun came out again

Before long, she had her hands full

And that was just the start of it

Before long, they were both listening hard

But the words weren’t coming

The words weren’t coming at all

Not coming at all