Space Between Your Fingers Poem by Oliver Coleman

Babe you've got that look in your eyes
When your tired of hearing all of the lies
I'll break your fall and heal your scars
Together we can lay under the stars
That space between your fingers where I wish my hand was
Thinking about you is funny because
I realize I'm with you all the way
And if I can't think of the words to say
Then I'll take your hand and hold you close
Because your one of the people who matter most