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Hands of Time


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I am falling, falling with the wind
But I'm no longer drowning the deep

And I'm leaving all that was
All those troubled times
And I, if I could just let go
And take your hand in mine
And move...

And I am learning, learning to let go
And I am moving 'til only a memory remains

And I'm leaving all that was
All those troubled times - leaving them behind
If I could just let go
And take your hand in mine
To move... with the hands of time

I want the wind to carry me
Far away from here

And I'm leaving all that was (And as I fly I'll take with me)
All those troubled times - moments left behind
If I could just let go
And take your hand in mine
And move... with the hands of time


Writer/s: Anita Tatlow