Take My Hand

Take My Hand


Take my hand love,
And I’ll take you to the land of sweet abandon,
Where thoughts are made of flowers,
And feelings flow
When the wind blows,
We’ll wander round like children,
Dazed by the absence of the days,
And the wilderness of timelessness,

Take my hand love,
And never let me go,
For it’s easy here to lose yourself
In the undertow,
You’ll have to trust me,
And confide in me,
I’ve ventured through this land before,
And there’s nothing here to fear,

So take my hand love,
And I’ll take your worries
And your woes away,
We’ll hide them in the sand,
In the land of sweet abandon,
Where my feelings flow,
So gently, so intently, so slowly
Into your soul

Written by Josh Monk
October 25, 2009