no one holds hands
Lebanon Hanover Lyrics


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I′ve never been any ones prince
I've never been any ones someone
It′s all coming true
You woke me from my slumber
You made me so much stronger
But now no one holds hands
No one holds hands anymore
I've never been any ones doll
I've never been of any ones interest




It′s all coming true
Our porcelain hands will save us.

Overall Meaning

The Lebanon Hanover song "No One Holds Hands" speaks to the feeling of loneliness and disconnection that can come from a lack of physical touch and emotional intimacy. The lyrics suggest that the singer has never been anyone's "prince" or "doll," indicating a sense of disempowerment or detachment from others. However, someone has entered their life and "woke [them] from [their] slumber" and made them feel stronger. Despite this newfound strength, the ultimate message of the song is that "no one holds hands anymore." This phrase could be interpreted as a commentary on modern society's tendency towards emotional detachment and the way in which physical touch has become taboo or inappropriate in many contexts.


Line by Line Meaning

I’ve never been any one’s prince
I have never been the charming hero of someone's love story


I've never been any one's someone
I have never been anyone's special person that they could call their own


It's all coming true
My life is taking a turn for the better


You woke me from my slumber
You have helped me come out of my inactive or unproductive state


You made me so much stronger
You have given me the strength to face life's challenges


But now no one holds hands
I am feeling alone and disconnected from others


No one holds hands anymore
People are not connecting with one another in the same way they used to


I've never been any one's doll
I have never been someone's plaything or object of desire


I've never been of any one's interest
I have never been the subject of anyone's curiosity or attention


It's all coming true
My fears and concerns are becoming a reality


Our porcelain hands will save us
Our delicate and fragile nature will be the thing that ultimately helps us survive




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