Lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me, lay your hands on me If you want me to lay my hands on you All you gotta do is Lay your hands on me They say that to really free your body You've got to free your mind (Hey, hey, hey)

Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, Hallelujah day sing hallelujah. Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, love is on its way. It's coming to ya, children gather round now, Clap your hands and sing. That old sun is shining down, Soon the bells are gonna ring. Can't

When baby I'am dressed to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill, to kill. I'm dressed to kill and you know that I will We're dancing in the dark with my hand's around your heart Our heads will roll and blood will spill But how can you resist I slip into my

My funky sensation Can you feel it? Can you feel it? I'm calling all you, party people Come on, get up and dig that funk I have for ya I have a funky sensation That was spread around the nation Get up, clap your hands and feel the groove You see people

Imminilalo Imminilalo Wrestle with your darkness Angels call your name Can you hear what they are saying Will you ever be the same Staring up into the heavens In this hell that binds your hands Will you sacrifice your comfort Make your way in a foreign

Yeah-eah-eah-eah And I say yeah-eah They tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest They got their hands at my neck this time But you're the one that I want, if that's really so wrong Then they don't know what this feeling is like I'll tell

No, I cannot forgive you yet I should have known You leave my heart in debt Though I cannot forgive you yet One thing is for certain Lay your hands in mine Heal me one last time I should have known that it would end this way I should have known there was

Ignorance will crush us, destroy all that we have And now we offer this small bit of wisdom The heart it came from will set you on your way So let us rejoice that, the powers in our hands So let us rejoice that the power's in our hands Let it be know

Sweet, sweet fate I had about all that can take You're my living in the breath that I make Is it yours? I wonder Oh if it's really out of my hands (If it's really out of my hands) Can you forgive all of my sins? (Can you forgive all of my sins?) Have

Road trippin', summertime livin' with your hands out kissin' the wind Stuck a little somethin in my old back pocket, break it out later if you like that When the sun's dippin, we'll start to start sippin' Road, road, road, road trippin', trippin',