Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You were dreaming on a bench
'Bout a highway somewhere
When the music from the
Seemed to hurl your out there

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

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

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

Yeah, we scheme the future
And we dream about the
When just a simple out
Might build a bridge lasts

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

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

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

Don't ask what you are not
Because your cannot command
In time we will mountains
And it will come your hands

Through hands
Through hands
your hands
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