Touch the hand of love;
let it calm your trouble mind
and caress your tender sorrows.
Know the hand of love
as you walk that weary road,
as you travel your tomorrows,
alone.
You may have to wander far
over thorns that bleed and scar you
and those rocky mountains you must climb
will try to blind you.
Touch the hand of love
as you walk that weary road,
let it hold your tender sorrows
as you travel your tomorrows,
alone.
You may have to wander far
over thorns that bleed and scar you.
And those rocky mountains you must climb
will try to blind you.
Touch the hand of love
as you walk that weary road,
let it hold your tender sorrows
as you travel your tomorrows,
alone.