Who was in his mid-forties
Grabbed my hand in a reflex action
We landed safely on the ground
And as we left the plane I joked to him
""What happens in turbulence
NO! You don't have the right sir
Turn your bluetooth headset off
You held my hand, I was there
You held my hand, in the air
No means no, you violated me
She said ""how was your flight?""
Just a little bit bumpy at the end
A little bit bumpy - what?
You thought you were going to die!
And now you stand here and deny
I'll take this hand and make a fist
And shake it as you walk away
You've got a life, a wife and kids
I guess my hand was just your whore
You held my hand, I was there
You held my hand, so don't you dare
Pretend you don't know who I am
You know full well, you held my hand
Are you thinking' bout my hand tonight?
Are you wishing' you could hold it tight?
With my hand in your head tonight?
And when you shake the hand
Cos they can't compare to this ...
Yeah I bet you want to touch it one
The hand that offered you grace
And you crapped your pants
And you thought it was the end
You held my hand, no more lies
I saw the panic in your eyes
And it plummets through the air
And you reach out for my hand again
But my hand won't be there
Cos I'll be givin' it this ...
And I'll be givin' it that ...
Then I'll offer my hand on one condition
That you make a full admission
In a letter and you'd better write it fast
Cos there's not long to go
And when they pull our bodies out