Annabel Milisa-Parker – He Would Squeeze My Hand




Annabel Milisa-Parker – story source, vocal
Rockport, Maine
Melodi Var Ongel – musical sherpa, piano
Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa
 


He Would Squeeze My Hand (live iPhone recording)
In a coffee shop on a snowy night in Maine, Annabel discovers that someone sees her differently from how she sees herself.
 
It was the first night when it started to snow
So, we went to a little coffee shop
I asked him why do you like me
 
He said, if I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be here
I don’t deserve to make him sad
I said that you should have someone happy
 
He doesn’t say many words
But he would squeeze my hand
 
He was handsome and 3 years older than me
He had more time to grow up
Sometimes, his age made me feel younger
 
He doesn’t say many words
But he would squeeze my hand
 
I told him to tell me about his imperfections
He said something that I can’t say
He sees me the way I see him
He sees himself the way I see me
 
He doesn’t say many words
But he would squeeze my hand
 
We didn’t stop holding hands
As we got up from the table
We kissed in the snow
 
He doesn’t say many words
But he would squeeze my hand