She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that

You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

I've got my hands on a miracle Hands on a miracle Believe it or not, hands on a miracle And there ain't no way Let you take it away Crazy but I believe this time Begging for sweet relief A blessing in disguise Dying behind these tired eyes

Bring all my people with me I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way I've got my hands on it, I've gotta find a way out Hands by your side Keep your hands by your side Your hands by your side (soon will be your time) Deeper in and deeper still use

Baby, it's about time, oh Bringing back the sunshine Got my hands on the wheel and I'm flying Heart beat loud as the thunder rolls Lightning on the stampede of lightning roll I'm bringing back the sunshine Been forever since I've been gone Haven't held

It's never enough for you I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down I've got time to slow you down, down, down, down, down Got time on my hands Tonight, why you so broken? Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know all about you Tonight, why we still

You got the love (Who's got the love) But you've got the love I need to see me through And they all say Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air I know I can count on all of you Sometimes I feel like saying “Lord, I just don't care” You got

I can see the flames and my life Flashing right before my eyes. I hope they get to me in time. I'm eight years old Daddy's cuttin' my hair Aqua Velva on his hands. Momma's in the kitchen Got fried green tomatoes

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that