Two Hands
Adrian Belew, Anthony Charles Levin, Margaret Belew, Robert Fripp, William Scott Bruford
Oh, they're touching
They're touching each other, they're feeling
They push and move
And love each other, love each other
They fit together like two hands, two hands
I am a face
In the painting on the wall
I pose and shudder
And watch from the foot of the bed
Sometimes I think I can feel everything
The wind is blowing
My hair in their direction
The wind is bending my hair
There are no windows in the painting
No open windows, no open windows, no
They're touching
They're touching each other
They push and move
And they love each other, they love each other
They fit together like two hands, two hands
Two hands, two hands