Sinning Hands Paroles

On her lying on my bed



The river still may rise

Wild and water take us both

Mine are sinning hands

Take our bodies, take our clothes



Bloodless moonlight, may my lady

Give her lovely skin and bones


Mine are sinning hands

And my teeth have fallen out



The river still may rise

Though it took more than it gave

Mine are sinning hands

On a broken windowpane



Bloodless moonlight, like my lady

Gave me only skin and bones