42 lyrics for "In the hands of love"

A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow-colored weather A time for make believe That we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by But all my friends Whatever sky above I've known a time for spring A time for fall
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A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for
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Love lies bleeding in my hands And love lies bleeding in my hand Oh it kills me to think of you with another man I was playing rock and roll and you were just a fan But my guitar couldn't hold you so I split the band The roses in the window box Have
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Where was I? When he was feeling on you with his hands? Seen the vivid pictures in my head I'm under the assumption love is dead Dead inside Spend a lot of time stuck in this head of mine Under the assumption love is dead, already Just let me be here
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All these things into position All these things we'll one day swallow whole Fade out again Immerse your soul in love Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me And fade out again and fade out This machine will, will
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And I think to myself, what a wonderful world The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?" They're really saying, "I love you" I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom for me and you I
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I put on my gloves tonight, pull onto the road to San Berdu They remind me of hustlers, confidence men, and you My hands are warm beneath them, and easy on the wheel Without your love and treachery the calm is all I feel I shiver in the mirror, pull my
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Everything but you 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but 'Cause I'm anti-everything, but I love you I'm fucking miserable 'til you walk into the room, yeah I talk a lot of shit, but swear you'll get used to it So put your hands up in the air If you hate songs
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You remind me of a few of my famous friends Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends You remind me of a former love that I once knew And you carry a little speech with you We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street It's fine
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Have you ever felt this way? Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands? Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air? Have you ever looked fear in the face And said I just don't care? And it's
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