Hand Kisser from Nico Paulo by Nico Paulo

The lines you wrote in Portuguese
Of life and love and overseas
The lines I traced, on your face

Your hands, your touch, your melody
Your way of sitting next to me
The way I miss it everyday

Your feet were cold and tired
I was too young to build the fire
So I sang for you, you cried most of the time

I keep it all in me
I keep it
I keep it all for me
I keep
Seeing you, seeing you, I can see you
See you, I can see you

The way you stood, the way you smiled,
The chicken coop, the gate, the tile,
The way you looked, when you talked about him

Your eyes would light, your voice would ring
You saw my art, my song, my dream
And everything, from the corner of the yard

I keep it all in me
I keep it
I keep it all for me
I keep
Seeing you, seeing you, I can see you
See you, I can see you

My hand-kisser, I kissed your hands
My hand-kisser, I kissed your hands
My hand-kisser, I kissed your hands

See you, see you
I can

• Folk
• Singer-Songwriter
• alt
• baroque
• clarinet
• folk
• folk pop
• romantic
• sparse
• tropical
• St. John'S