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