handshaped questions - original song

i just finished this song last week.. it´s for an old friend of mine.. lyrics: I still remember the shape of your hand and how it felt in mine I still see us dancing in this crowded bar in spain We walked the line of what to show and what to hide. * I shared beds and thoughts and hopes and skin with you And our voices formed a thread with our words to hold against the silence I´m not sure what I did that pushed you away from me. I can just guess and all my guesses weave a net that holds me back from asking real questions cause I haven´t asked, no, I haven´t asked you yet. * worlds drifted apart and I wasn´t brave enough to cross .. the gap instead I just tried to rewind the tapes you made, rewind the past. Now life and sense have stepped between us. You gave birth and I´m still waiting to be born. I miss all your stories, all your words that swept around me But did you ask, did you really ask enough? * I´m still waiting to find myself complete. Did you? And I don´t know where this questioning song is gonna lead me to I still remember the shape of your hand And how well it fit into mine.