Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

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

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

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

you argue for an option
Still you angle for your
you wouldn't know a burning bush
If it blew up in face

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

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

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

a healing touch to find you
On that highway somewhere
To lift you as music flying
Through the hair

ask what you are not doing
Because your voice cannot
In time we move mountains
And it will through your hands

your hands
Through hands
Through hands
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