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Joan Baez( Joan Chandos Baez )
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Through Your Hands
Lyricist:John Hiatt
You were dreaming on a park bench about a broad highway somewhere When the music from the carillon seemed to hurl your heart out there Past the scientific darkness, past the fireflies that float To an angel bending down to wrap you in her warmest coat
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 Through your hands'
Still you argue for an option, still you angle for your case Like you wouldn't know a burning bush if it blew up in your face Yeah, we scheme about the future and we dream about the past When just a simple reaching out might build a bridge that lasts
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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 Through your hands'
So whatever your hands find to do you must do with all your heart There are thoughts enough to blow men's minds and tear great worlds apart There's a healing touch to find you on that broad highway somewhere To lift you as high as music lines through an angel's hair
Don't ask what you are not doing If as your voice cannot command In time we will move mountains And it will come through your hands Through your hands
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