Текст песни John Hiatt - Through Your Hands, слова песни John Hiatt

Текст песни John Hiatt - Through Your Hands

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You were dreaming on a park benchbout a broad highway somewhereWhen the music from the carillonSeemed to hurl your heart out therePast the scientific darknessPast the fireflies that floatTo an angel bending downTo wrap you in her warmest coatChorus:And you ask, "what am I not doing? "She says "your voice cannot command.In time, you will move mountains,And it will come through your hands."Still you argue for an optionStill you angle for your caseLike you wouldnt know a burning bushIf it blew up in your faceYeah, we scheme about the futureAnd we dream about the pastWhen just a simple reaching outMight build a bridge that lastsChorusSo whatever your hands find to doYou must do with all your heartThere are thoughts enoughTo blow mens minds and tear great worlds apartTheres a healing touch to find youOn that broad highway somewhereTo lift you highAs music flyingThrough the angels hair.Dont ask what you are not doingBecause your voice cannot commandIn time we will move mountainsAnd it will come through your hands

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Through Your Hands

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