His Hands - Lyrics - Candi Staton

There were a lot a things, in his touch Sometimes the slightest whisper Oh it could hurt so much I could feel him coming near me His little noises and such Then my man, Would lay his hands, On me Oh... yes he would O he might touch me in a way That a man should Bring me to passions Mmm that only he could And so summer that we meet Whenever when ever he would Then my man, Would lay his hands, On me Oh Oh the kindness and protection Mmm the tenderness and the care When he was happy, ooh goodness me But when he was scare Oh Oh when he was scared Those hands took on a life, a life undead They where vicious and they where small But they were big enough To keep this woman's back I ask the lord oh ah Oh lord I didn't ask for it not a love or anything else Not the years I spent in this world of a man that only loved himself No I didn't ask for it oh god, it's mine now Those hands are in my mind and my soul But lord it's you it's you and me that makes the power I will pity that I will pity that beautiful man and Lord I'm going to bless his path We were both, just wounded children Oh in a love thank god it didn't last There's a lot a thing's lord in your touch Sometimes your slightest whisper, moves me so much Your grace and your forgiveness oh the who world and such When my lord Lay your hands On me oh mmh mh mmh When my god Oh you rest your gentle lov'n hands On me.