Category Archives: Hands

The Flying Scotsman

At night, as I lay in bed with my head on the pillow It feels like cold glass And if I press my ear hard enough against the pillow I can hear the sound of a train The click of

The Flying Scotsman

At night, as I lay in bed with my head on the pillow It feels like cold glass And if I press my ear hard enough against the pillow I can hear the sound of a train The click of

Heartburn

It’s the way that Your Hands Caress My Body Smoothing out the creases in my soul

Heartburn

It’s the way that Your Hands Caress My Body Smoothing out the creases in my soul