Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were dreaming on a park
'Bout a highway somewhere
the music from the carillon
Seemed to hurl heart out there

Past the darkness
the fireflies that float
To an angel down
To wrap you in her coat

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice command
In time, you will mountains
It come through your hand"

Still you argue for an
Still you angle for case
Like you know a burning bush
If it blew up in face

Yeah, we scheme the future
And we dream the past
just a simple reaching out
Might build a that lasts

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice command
In time, you will mountains
It come through your hand, your hand"

So your hands find to do
You do with all your heart
There are thoughts
To blow men's minds and great worlds apart

a healing touch to find you
On that highway somewhere
To lift you high as music
Through the angel's

Don't ask you are not doing
Because your voice command
In we will move mountains
And it will come through your

your hands
Through hands
Through hands
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