Once was a woman with a silver voice

Said she was accustomed to my face

But i could tell she'd never love anyone

And wanted to run away because i could tell

That she really understands



There was so much that i had to offer

But now i'm all alone at four am

And all i got is the midnight shivers

So i turn the dial and think

Maybe i'll find myself a friend

Who say they understand

Why i waste all my time so far away

From the heaven of your hands



And anyone can give you an answer

'cause nothing in this life seems real

But i'm nothing without the touch i just don't feel



Mother don't you hear your baby crying

Why don't you reach down and pick it up

Mother all your baby's toys are broken

And i know heaven's not for me

That's something i understand i don't know how to live

Without the heaven of your hands



There's a heaven in your hands