Kitchen Hands Songtext
von Homesick

I miss my mother′s kitchen hands
I miss that place in front of the sink we used to stand
When I moved out of home, I was looking for myself
And all I found were cigarettes and pulling books off the shelf

I miss those small talks with my dad
We weren't all that close, so it′s really all we had
And he said, "Son, one day you'll be a man"
Well God I hope so, that's the plan


I know you miss me
I know you want me back, mom
I won′t come back home

Annie, I′m sorry that I don't come home every night
I know you′re waiting there for me
I miss the warm hours
I'll buy my mom flowers if I could feel at home

Run your fingers my hair
Tell me you wish I was still there