There were a lot of things in his touch; sometimes the slightest whisper could hurt so much Could feel him coming nearer His little noises and such
And then my man Would lay his hands on me He might touch me the way a man should sometimes Bring me to passion that only he could Answers on earthly When ever he would
When my man would lay his hands on me All the kindness and protection The tenderness and the care When he was happy goodness me But then when he was scared Those hands they took on a life undid They where vicious and they where small But big enough to keep this woman’s back against the wall
Lord, I didn’t ask for it Not the love or anything else Not that you spent in the world a man That only loved himself
I didn’t ask for it But god it is my now Those hands are in my mind and soul But lord it is you and me that make their power
I will pity that beautiful man And lord I will bless his pants (parents?) We where both just one day children And a love that they got didn’t last
There’s a lot of things in Lord your touch Sometimes your slightest whisper moves me so much Your grace and your forgiveness a whole world of such When you, you lay your hands on me