Fingers

Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 I will spill away like sand.
 Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 Now you know what it's like to be a man.
 I still remember,
 the night you sang Moon River.
 The way the moonlight lay,
 like a bracelet on your wrist.
 You said, "I want my ring back."
 I said, "Indian giver."
 When all I wanted,
 was your finger not your fist.
 I said, "Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 I will spill away like falling sand."
 I said, "Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 Now you know what it's like to be a man." I said, "Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 I will spill away like falling sand."
 I said, "Hey you!
 Watch me fall through your fingers.
 Now you know what it's like to be a man. Now you know what it's like to be a man. Now you know what it's like.".