Hands of Time

Like a fool I'm reaching out, Lord To the hands of time For if he knew how you were drowning He'd never toss you a line If all we have is here and now Honey, I won't change a thing If all I know is how I feel When you move your snow white hand in mine I'll never hold the hands of time From the moment we are born We're in the hands of time As drunk on life as death is sober When we say goodbye Though it hurts to lose a friend May it help remembering For every door that closes in One'll open to the other side Opened by the hands of time Heaven knows There are days when it flies on by Heaven knows There are days when it drags Though it may seem to be on your side Turn around, it?s left you high and dry And that is why It's a fool who reaches out To the hands of time If all we have is here and now Honey, I won?t change a thing If all I know is how I feel When you move your snow white hand in mine I'll never hold the hands of time Feel it hands upon the strings As the music starts to ring In my soul, in my dreams For to help these melodies and rhymes Become this song 'Hands Of Time' Hands of time

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