I'll tell you what I will miss
California and horses
Down by the sailboats where we waded in
The feel of the world
In my hands, my hands
The feel of the world
My hands, my hands, my hands
And still so many ways that I love the wind
From a storm in the sails to the breath on your lips
It's such a little thing then again, then again
The feel of the world
Your hands, your hands
The feel of the world
Your hands, your hands, your hands
Just like the Sunday we drove out from Houston
Out to the edge of the world, out where the sky starts to bend
After awhile in the sun, you'll be sleeping, sleeping
I picture you now, you are beautiful, you are golden
Just like you were when you thought no one was looking
Time will take care of you, love, time will take care of you, love
I will take care of you, love, again, again
The feel of the world
In my hands, my hands
The feel of the world
My hands, my hands, my hands

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