Everytime I See Your Picture I Cry
HANDS ACROSS THE TABLE
Lucienne Boyer
Hands across the table,
While the lights are low,
Tho' you hush your lips,
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know.
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly,
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me
Lucienne Boyer
Hands across the table,
While the lights are low,
Tho' you hush your lips,
Your fingertips
Tell me all I want to know.
Hands across the table
Meet so tenderly,
And they say in their little way
That you belong to me