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Hands (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we’re all OK
And not to worry ‘cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won’t be made useless
I won’t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn’t steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn’t ever after
We’ll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what’s right
‘Cause where there’s a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they’re not yours, they are my own
But they’re not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s mind
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s heart
We are God’s eyes
God’s hands
God’s eyes
We are God’s hands
We are God’s hands

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Hands (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

There’s a man outside my door tonight
He cries for help he sings a pleading song
Well times are tough for everyone
Gotta hold on to what i got
And just kind of cruise along

Well i do
Want to be helpful
But it’s cold and i’m told
You can’t be too careful

Out of the mouth of a mother
Into the hands of a brother
Into the heart of a lover
And out of the hands of another.

You can never tell who your neighbour is
Or what he’s doin’ at night or who his friends are
Well you don’t know where he’s from
Or where he’s been or who he knows
You know you can’t be too careful
These days

Well i do want to be helpful
Whoa but it’s cold
And i’m told he might just be the devil

Well i don’t take chances
And i don’t take time to see
And i don’t take nothing
From nobody
No way – not me

Into the eyes of a child
Into the ears of a child
Into the heart of a child

Hands (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

pre>g bm c d
I’ve seen the hands of laborers that lifted all the loads
G bm c d
And the granite stuck to their fingers as they dug the canals and the roads
Em bm
Now they’re cleared and the bridges span
C d
The river paused for a power dam
G bm c d
And now the hand of the laborer is reaching out to you

Chorus:
G em c d g em
Oh the hands hands hands that worked to build land, land, your land
D g em c d g
The labor of the woman and the man workin’ with their hands

Hands, hands, hands a-workin’ with their hands

I’ve seen the hands of the miners digging out the coal.
The black dust stuck to their fingers as they lived their life in a hole.
The rocks they’re still under the ground, and now their mine is a-closin’
Down.
And now the hand of the miner is reaching out to you. (chorus)

Well i’ve seen the hands of the lumberjacks; forests swaying in the breeze.
And the splinters stuck to their fingers as lumber was torn from the trees.
And the wood that came from the timber tall built your buildings from
Wall to wall.
And now the hand of the lumberjack is reaching out to you.

And i’ve seen the hands of the farmers plowin’ across the fields.
And the topsoil stuck to their fingers as the land was split by the steel.
Just growing all they could grow, to fill your tables row after row.
And now the hand of the farmer is reaching out to you.

Oh the hands, hands, hands were working on the land, your land.
The labor of the woman and the man working with their hands.
Hands, hands, working with their hands. /pre>

Hands (Letra)

Jewel

Jewel

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

It is morning now
And he is there beside you
But it’s different somehow
Was last night a big mistake
But his eyes were so
Kind of heaven like
And he was better than he could ever be
And his hands

16 years in the making
My broken heart
What was yours for the taking
Well you took it alright,
You wore it and then you just
You tore it all apart
With your eyes so
Kind of heaven like
When you were better than you could ever be
And your hands

You said you’d hold me, love me
Never let me go
And i believed
Everything i wanted
All i thought that i should know
You’d give to me
But now the dawn is breaking
I see it’s light
And i wonder where you’ll stay tonight

Will your eyes be so
Kind of heaven like
Will you be better than you could ever be

I guess the story’s ending
Soon you’ll awake
Sweet phoenix when you rise
What direction will you take
With your eyes are so
Kind of heaven like
Be better than you could ever be
With me – take my hand
Take my hand – take it – and hold me – love me
– don’t ever let me go