Luyện nghe bài hát Through Your Hands

You dreaming on a park bench
'Bout a broad highway
When the from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your out there

Past the scientific
Past the that float
To an bending down
To wrap you in her warmest

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your voice cannot
In time, you move mountains
It will come your hand"

Still you argue for an
you angle for your case
Like you know a burning bush
If it up in your face

Yeah, we about the future
And we dream the past
When a simple reaching out
Might a bridge that lasts

And you ask, "What am I not doing?"
She says, "Your cannot command
In time, you move mountains
It will come your hand, your hand"

So your hands find to do
You do with all your heart
There are thoughts
To men's minds and tear great worlds apart

There's a healing touch to you
On that broad highway
To lift you high as music
Through the angel's

Don't ask what you are not
Because your cannot command
In we will move mountains
And it will come your hands

your hands
Through hands
Through hands
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