My hand searches for your hand

My heart is too big for one, 
you a piece of the heat donate. 
Today, asphalt burn my feet, 
and a falling autumn leaves are still 
moment in time. Day morning to give 
get a gift of grace again. 

Children of the sun adhere to the crucible 
again, and the day the sickle is sharpened 
a new time to cut. 
There is nothing to lose; 
my love is a desert, 
an oasis for your heart seeks. 

Is looking for your hand in my hand, 
I want a common path with you, you. 
E-supermarket checkout line was the man 
that my heart may be sinus rhythm 
wild jump. When 
I get to see him again? 
The moment eagerly 
to wait for the ice.