Testo Under These Hands

Under these hands
Hide strings of light
I pull them to me
To make me feel all right
A bit of your hair
To coax [?] the light
A slip of the tongue
To set things upright
Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands I [?]

Cast off the clothes
I wore to death
They strange my thoughts
They steal my breath
Enough of this place
It's long dead too
I wanna deface
Everything in you

Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands I [?]
In you
In you

Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands I [?]
Under these hands, under these hands I hold my heart
Under these hands, under these hands I [?]