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my heart is in your hand

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❝ Do you gather flowers for me
moving softly through the trees
with the scent against your arms?
Long ago I knew your charms
as I walk through the purple hills
of soon-forgotten, know
my heart was in your hand,
all my heart is in your hand.
Do your lips still call my name?
Would your mouth still taste the same?
There I learned the sweetest words, —
Ooh, what the price of mercy, yeah!
Though I steal all across the years
the memory lingers on
with my heart in your hand,
all my heart is in your hand.
Should I fall beside the road
everlasting wandering soul
and the memory sublime?
All my, my heart was there, yeah!
As I walk through the purple hills of long ago
I know my heart was in your hand,
my heart is in your hand.
Ooh, all my heart, all my heart... ❞



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