In Your Hands

I don't believe in bottomless
There has to be an ending
There is no continual continuance
Transpired, expired
Dementedly desired
You've been hired
Just to be fired
You know I'm tired
I've played this game
So many times
If only I had dimes
For all the times
I fell for no real reason
Just because of the season
In my heart
The ice was melting
In my heart
I was melting
In your hands
Hands that may never
Touch me again