fingertips

Emiliana Torrini

Before I can open
my all to eager eyes
Everything changes
from the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion
sadder place by me
Everything's breathing
my air in all of tree

Chorus:
Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round

This comical wisdom
creeps into my brain
A wave of my nerve
and also free of pain

Chorus

Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a

Electrical current
hallowed be thy name
Live my emotions
and vanish all my shame

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground

Before I can open
my all to eager eyes
(all to eager eyes)

Everything changes
from the oceans to the skies
(oceans to the skies)

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round

Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a