Bryan White With These Hands
Look at these hands, they are battle-scarred and weary
And they’re aching for the one thing that can heal the pain
For the feel of you at sundown
Running fire through my veins
Look at these hands, they’ve been holding on and praying
And they’re trembling for your quiet, easy touch
Look at these hands, reaching out for the man
I love too much
Come to me now, whisper secrets soft and low
Lay here beside me, darling don’t let me go
With these hands I could hold you forever
With this heart I will always be true
Just like god in his heaven, may you always be there
Every time that these hands reach for you
Look at these eyes, they have seen so many devils
They can hardly recognise the angel here
I only know when I look in your eyes
You calm all my fears
We’ve got tonight, darling we can’t ask for more
Just hold me tight, leave the world outside the door
With these eyes I could see you forever
With this heart I will always be true
Like the stars in the heaven, my love will be there
Every time that these eyes look at you
With these hands, with these eyes
With this heart, I’ll be there, I’ll be there
With these hands I could hold you forever
With this heart I will always be true
Just like god in his heaven, may you always be there
Every time that these hands reach for you
Just like god in his heaven, I’ll always be there
Every time that these hands reach for you
Every time that these hands reach for you
