Sam Phillips Your Hands текст песни, слова песни Your Hands Sam Phillips
Sam Phillips - Your Hands
stood over breaking ground to hear your voice
as the earth gives out under
my soul feels like a stone
it feels like a star (as Rilke might have said)
as I'm falling
I feel your hands holding on to me
as I'm falling
you're holding on
he said the moon looked like the battered face
of Jesus on the cross
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