My Life In Your Hands Lyrics
(John Fiddler/Morgan Fisher/Overend Watts)Think of the love that I gave youWhen you're living all aloneI don't know how to behave with you Wish you'd bury my love like a boneAnd baby we can dig it outAnd baby we can dig it inBut if you leave me lying hereYou'll be guilty of a sinRemember the days that we spentTrying out a little tendernessNow who's the lucky guyWith your hands on him and his on your dressRemember the time that we spentAlone in our room?Did we create a harmonyOr just an image of this fool?'n Mama My life's in your handsMy life's in your handsMy life's in your handsNow here's a big empty manHe's alive but his head's in his handsAnd just like the sands of timeYou can feel him going downJust can't escape his reason and rhymeSo don't you think you won the gameHis memory lives in you just the sameAnd I know you're thinking o' himAnd you are guilty of the sin'n Mama My life's in your handsMy life's in your handsMy life's in your handsMy life's in your hands Babe, my life's in your handsLook at me, your life's in my handsLook at you, my life's in your handsHey, yeahhh'n Mama My life's in your handsMy life's in your handsHey, my life's in your handsOoh, my life's in your handsI believe these changing daysHave burned my love in fiery flames
British Lions My Life In Your Hands
