Fingers Lyrics

You wait for Sunday in deep silence
Eyes are covered from the colours
Sometimes I Think
That you stand to close to the window
Before you fall asleep.
Now it's true you're touching my fingers
It's all right, it's all right
Now it's true you're holding my fingers
It's all right, it's all right
When I look at the pane... I don't know
Which drops are tears
And what is rain

Now it's true you're touching my fingers
It's all right, it's all right
Now it's true you're holding my fingers
It's all right, it's all right

Sometimes I think
That you never were so calm
You feel almost relief.