grasping sand from friends by maya kern

Bb, o 2 1 1, Eb, Bb

Patience they urge me
Patience they say
Stay strong they tell me
Don't let love slip away
But I can't help but think
That something here is wrong
With every single kiss we share
I realize that you're not there
Maybe I am better off without
And every time you say my name
Something inside is not the same
And all I want to do is scream and shout

Don't give in to trouble
Don't let your fears win
They say if I hold on
We will fall in love again
But I can't help but feel
That I am not that strong
Every time that you are kind
I feel like I'm being confined
And every word you say is a speech
And every time you hold my hand
I feel like I am grasping sand
And you will slip right out of my reach

I keep saying we're fine
Wanting to pretend that you're still mine
But the truth is we're on the decline
Just sitting here
On this fault line

Because…

With every single kiss we share
I realize that you're not there
Maybe I am better off without
And every time you say my name
Something inside is not the same
And all I want to do is scream and shout
And every time that you are kind
I feel like I'm being confined
And every word you say is a speech
And every time you hold my hand
I feel like I am grasping sand
And you will slip right out of my reach
And every time you hold my hand
I feel like I am grasping sand
And you will slip right out of my reach

• Acoustic
• alternative
• break up
• cute
• folk
• independent
• pop
• romance
• singer-songwriter
• ukulele
• vocal
• Troy