With My Hands Out
by Mount Eerie, Julie Doiron & Frederick Squire
From the album: Lost Wisdom
Lyrics for With My Hands Out
I want to go back across that sea With my hands out, with my hands out And I will rise from the water And though I'm cold and wet, I will be clean I want to come back from this robbery With my hands out, with my hands out And I will lie down and be handcuffed Take me, I will be yours Dripping wet, just try and hold me Try and hold me, just try and hold me I am dripping wet and limp