Текст песни Барак Обама - Innocence

You held out your small hand
Smiling like to you
It was so natural

It may have no meaning
But it is something I can not do

You touch my hand without thinking back
It was nice for me

All the time we believed
That the world is in our hand
We were wrong
Maybe it wasn't
Cause you're holding my hand now

Every moment
Everywhere
I can feel
I can believe
With my holding your own hand
Your own hand...