Ron Sexsmith

Hands Of Time

Ron Sexsmith


Like a fool I'm reaching out, Lord 
To the hands of time 
For if he knew how you were drowning 
He'd never toss you a line 

If all we have is here and now 
Honey, I won't change a thing 
If all I know is how I feel 
When you move your snow white hand in mine 
I'll never hold the hands of time 

From the moment we are born 
We're in the hands of time 
As drunk on life as death is sober 
When we say goodbye 

Though it hurts to lose a friend 
May it help remembering 
For every door that closes in 
One'll open to the other side 
Opened by the hands of time 

Heaven knows 
There are days when it flies on by 
Heaven knows 
There are days when it drags 
Though it may seem to be on your side 
Turn around, it's left you high and dry 

And that is why… 
It's a fool who reaches out 
To the hands of time 

If all we have is here and now 
Honey, I won't change a thing 
If all I know is how I feel 
When you move your snow white hand in mine 
I'll never hold the hands of time 

Feel it hands upon the strings 
As the music starts to ring 
In my soul, in my dreams 
For to help these melodies and rhymes 
Become this song "Hands Of Time" 
Hands of time