Handyman lyrics

I’m a sinner

I will consider

I am my father’s son

I’m a sinner

I must consider

I've never owned a gun

I’m a sinner

Seasoned beginner

Lucky to be alive

I’m a sinner

Finished my dinner

Now I can go outside

If only yesterday

Took place tomorrow

I’d pray for sleep

And wake you and lift your head

So I can fix your hand

I’ll be your handyman (handyman)

I’m not brittle

I’m just a little

Scared of your temperament

I’m not brittle

I’m just a little

Scared of my government

I’m not brittle

Head hurts a little

Staring up overhead

I’m not brittle

I’m just a riddle

Born of white, blue and red

If only yesterday

Took place tomorrow

I pray for sleep

And wake you and lift your head

So I can fix your hand

I’ll be your handyman (handyman)

Do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do

Do, do, do, do

If only yesterday

Took place tomorrow

I pray for sleep

And wake you and lift your head

So I can fix your hand

I’ll be your handyman