In Your Hands
Nils Lofgren
Amazing grace in the mystery of our dance
A starling beauty in the calm of your glance
A dearing birth of new hope in your eyes
Your fingers trace my face and I cry
Now I know, you've got baby this time you are
And it's a low and a blessing from above
A marble as they blossom in your hands
I cheer and wait my turn, smile and understand
In your hands, in your hands I'm alright
I'm alright
In your hands I saw the light
As a fire in my belly that won't stop
Holy water in your hands when I drop
Babe your touch and prayers that don't quit
Heaven couldn't have enough of it
In your hands, in your hands I'm alright
I'm alright
In your hands I saw the light
In your hands, in your hands I'm alright
I'm alright
In your hands I saw the light