Harvard Hands Lyrics

Let me have your autograph, We'll leave at the 2nd half

I know all the things you've heard, a foot-fault on the 2nd serve

Let me see your saddest face, I'll write it down in lowercase

I know all the things you do, but darling know my aim is true

I fall to pieces
Why can't you see this?


Let me see your Harvard hands, A morse code I can understand

My heart is breaking under weight, So serve it on a paper plate

Baby I can end this fight, A cup of tea will make it right

I played it on a broken string, A note that I could never sing


I fall to pieces

Why can't you see this?

All that completes us

Is our love and Jesus


Let me pass on 2nd down, a Sunday game with friends in town

We'll run to Wal-mart late at night, I'll kiss you underneath the lights

The spring is when this firm recruits, I'll polish off my navy suit

I can set your pulse to rest, I love you though I'm 2nd best