Peter Bradley Adams — Cold Hand

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Got a brand-new face, but I’m broken on the inside
Been a lonesome day, now I’m looking at a long night
If it’s not too late, could you meet me on the east side

Now the house is dark and I’m staring at a blank page
And the words won’t come, so I gotta get my head straight
No one needs another song about a heartbreak

Wildfires roam free
A black cloud covers me
The dry land groans deep
And a cold hand touches me

It’s a dangerous game, like I’m swimming in a rip tide
And there’s no escape when I’m lookin in your dark eyes
If it’s not too late, maybe this’ll be the last time

Wildfires roam free
A black cloud covers me
The dry land groans deep
And a cold hand touches me