Hands Across the Table
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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Hands across the table,
While the lights are low,
Though you hush your lips,
Your finger tips
Tell me all I want to know.
Hands across the table,
Meet so tenderly,
And they say,
In their little way,




That you belong to me.

Overall Meaning

In Frank Sinatra's song Hands Across the Table, the lyrics portrays a moment between two lovers who are sitting across each other at a table. The scene is set with dim lights, which creates an intimate atmosphere. Even though they try to remain quiet, the touch of their fingers speaks louder than words, conveying all they need to say to one another. The line "tell me all I want to know" suggests that the touch is a means of communication between the two, conveying unspoken feelings and emotions that may be difficult to articulate with words.


As the hands across the table meet tenderly, they imply a sense of belonging. The touch conveys that the man and woman are meant to be together, and the connection is so strong that it's as if they're two halves of a whole. The phrase "in their little way" emphasizes how significant the hands across the table are when it comes to showing love and affection in such an understated yet powerful way. In this scenario, the touch reverberates with love and a sense of contentment, bringing the lovers even closer together.


Overall, the significance of "Hands Across the Table" is the power of physical touch in conveying unspoken emotions between two people in love. The lyrics explore the profound emotional connection that occurs when love is expressed without verbal communication.


Line by Line Meaning

Hands across the table,
Our hands touch across the table


While the lights are low,
With dim lighting around us


Though you hush your lips,
Even though you don't say anything


Your finger tips
Your touch


Tell me all I want to know.
Say everything I need to know


Hands across the table,
Our hands touching across the table again


Meet so tenderly,
Touching so gently


And they say,
Our touching tells


In their little way,
In their own subtle way


That you belong to me.
That you are mine and mine alone.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JEAN DE LETTRE, MITCHELL PARISH

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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