Two of a feather
Will spend time together
And silently know
That maybe means never
On a leather
Bench seat with her
Head in my neck,
She asked if I
Fell,
Had fallen
Was fallin' for her yet
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove
No two in hand
Three time a loser
A beggar, a chooser
I'm learning it slow
Not finding any clues or
Dark accusers
In corner booths
All singing the blues
I asked if she
Was coy,
Cunning
Or runnin' with regret
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight
Like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove, no two in hand
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Two of a feather
Will spend time together
And silently know
That maybe means never
On a leather
Bench seat with her
Head in my neck,
She asked if I
Fell,
Had fallen
Was fallin' for her yet
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove
No two in hand
Three time a loser
A beggar, a chooser
I'm learning it slow
Not finding any clues or
Dark accusers
In corner booths
All singing the blues
I asked if she
Was coy,
Cunning
Or runnin' with regret
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight
Like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove, no two in hand
Will spend time together
And silently know
That maybe means never
On a leather
Bench seat with her
Head in my neck,
She asked if I
Fell,
Had fallen
Was fallin' for her yet
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove
No two in hand
Three time a loser
A beggar, a chooser
I'm learning it slow
Not finding any clues or
Dark accusers
In corner booths
All singing the blues
I asked if she
Was coy,
Cunning
Or runnin' with regret
Maybe'
Means never
Yes you know and I know
That maybe means never
Never learn something
You can do by heart
Soon as you do it comes apart
Hold it tight
Like a
Fistful of sand
No hawk, no dove, no two in hand
Writer: Anthony Polizzi, Nick Waterhouse
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music