The Ring From Your Hand
Paul Heaton Lyrics


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When that builder cups his hand to other builders ear
It doesn't happen often, maybe once or twice a year
That compliment from you my precious dear
Would creep up unexpectedly then disappear
First time we caught each other's eye was at the bottle bank
Dropping off three times the amount
Our partners knew we drank
When did that bottle of plonk
Turn in to walking plank
When did that Chenin blanc turn to blank
We took the shine out the sun
Blew the clouds out the sky
Took the wind and the rain and the frost
Just inches below us, the river runs dry
And the love that once took us across
The kiss we exchanged
That built us a bridge
Has sunk to its knees in the sand
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge
Have gone with the ring from your hand
Where's the passion when we're both stood in our socks
When did marvin's 'get it on' get put back in the box
When did being daring begin to shock
When did wearing mini skirts turn into wearing frocks
Who's the brains in this relationship
When we're both in red kagoules
How could life be quite so dull
With so many golden rules
Who's the brains in this relationship
When we're both in red kagoules
We went and cracked the safe but lost the jewels
We took the shine out the sun
Blew the clouds out the sky
Took the wind and the rain and the frost
Just inches below us the river runs dry
And the love that once took us across
The kiss we exchanged
That built us a bridge
Has sunk to its knees in the sand
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge
Have gone with the ring from your hand

Now I look out the window
From the end of the bed
And the moon shines so clearly above
Looking down at my children
And patting their heads
Whisper 'good luck sure looks after love'
But moonlight through keyhole, starlight through crack
Is all the light we'll likely see
And till death I depart, or mummy comes back
No person casts shadow on me
We took the shine out the sun
Blew the clouds out the sky
Took the wind and the rain and the frost
Just inches below us the river runs dry
And the love that once took us across
The kiss we exchanged
That built us a bridge
Has sunk to its knees in the sand
The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge




Have gone with the ring from your hand
Have gone from the ring from your hand

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Paul Heaton's The Ring from Your Hand tell a story of a once passionate relationship that has lost its spark over time. The "builder" mentioned in the first verse represents the external validation that many couples seek from others to strengthen their bond. This attention is fleeting and does not sustain the relationship in the long-term. The second verse highlights the changes in the relationship from drinking wine to excess, being daring to feeling shocked by such actions, and wearing mini skirts to wearing frocks. The singer questions who is the smarter person in the relationship and why it is so dull despite following the "golden rules." The final verse suggests a resigned acceptance of the passage of time and the dimming of passions. The moon symbolizes a distant hope of luck that protects their love. Overall, the song speaks to the sadness and regret of losing love and the hope that remains.


Line by Line Meaning

When that builder cups his hand to other builders ear
Rarely, builders gossip and share secrets amongst themselves


It doesn't happen often, maybe once or twice a year
This occurrence is rare; maybe once or twice in a year


That compliment from you my precious dear
Getting a compliment from a loved one is precious and valuable


Would creep up unexpectedly then disappear
Compliments from a loved one are often brief, unexpected and fleeting


First time we caught each other's eye was at the bottle bank
We first noticed each other at a place where we dropped off several empty bottles


Dropping off three times the amount
We had a problem with the amount of alcohol we drank


Our partners knew we drank
Our significant others knew about our drinking habits


When did that bottle of plonk
When did that bottle of cheap wine


Turn in to walking plank
Become a stumbling block that hinders us from moving forward


When did that Chenin blanc turn to blank
When did that bottle of wine lose its appeal or significance?


We took the shine out the sun
We've taken away the brightness and positivity from our relationship


Blew the clouds out the sky
We've removed the beauty and wonder from our lives


Took the wind and the rain and the frost
We've faced challenging times together, and we've weathered many storms


Just inches below us, the river runs dry
The love that once buoyed us is now nonexistent and feeling empty


And the love that once took us across
The love we shared in the past helped us overcome obstacles and take us through troubled times


The kiss we exchanged
The intimate moment we shared


That built us a bridge
That helped us build a strong bond


Has sunk to its knees in the sand
Our love has lost its former passion, and now it feels destroyed


The petals and sticks we dropped from the ridge
The romantic gestures we once shared are now gone


Have gone with the ring from your hand
All the love we once shared is now gone and lost forever


Now I look out the window
I reflect on the past


From the end of the bed
While in bed, feeling sad and helpless


And the moon shines so clearly above
Looking up to find hope in something bigger than oneself


Looking down at my children
Thinking of our children and their futures


And patting their heads
Showing affection and care for our kids


Whisper 'good luck sure looks after love'
Hoping that good fortune will soon follow us


But moonlight through keyhole, starlight through crack
We're only glimpsing life through small perspectives


Is all the light we'll likely see
This may be all we see or experience for the rest of our lives


And till death I depart, or mummy comes back
Until we die or our moms return, we're left to keep going on our own


No person casts shadow on me
We're alone, and no one stands by us


We went and cracked the safe but lost the jewels
While pursuing our fantasies, we lost the most precious thing we ever had


When did marvin's 'get it on' get put back in the box
When did our passion become minimized or taken out of the equation?


When did being daring begin to shock
When did bravery become offensive or unexpected?


When did wearing mini skirts turn into wearing frocks
When did we start changing ourselves and forgetting who we used to be?


Who's the brains in this relationship
Who is responsible for coming up with decisions and ideas?


How could life be quite so dull
We both feel bored and unfulfilled with our lives


With so many golden rules
Despite having various rules, our lives still feel empty and unproductive




Writer(s): PAUL HEATON, STEVEN RICHARD TRAFFORD

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