Joshua Radin - In Your Hands Lyrics
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In Your Hands
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What Are The Lyrics For In Your Hands By Joshua Radin?
My oh my this hair of gold
Pull it back from over your eyes. I know you're scared and alone But you don't have to hide. You need to take your time So I'll set you free. I don't want you when you're blind. And in time you'll come back to me. So I'll wait for that day When I hear you say "Don't drop me 'cause I'm hopin' to land In your hands." And if you Don't believe I promise to make you see I'll come find you But mind you it's time You are mine Forever mine And now it's winter settin' in Two days is auld lang syne But you don't like the shape you're in This year has peace to find But if you feel like you could fall Maybe I could fall too But if you give it, give it all 'Cause if you promise me the best of you Then I'll wait for that day When I hear you say Don't drop me 'cause I'm hopin' to land In your hands And if you don't believe I promise to make you see I'll come find you Mind you it's time You are mine Forever mine You're scared if you wait too long Your light won't guide me home But don't be frightened by the dark before dawn Sometimes we must go ahead alone 'Til then I'll wait For that day When I hear you say Don't drop me 'cause I'm hopin' to land In your hands And if you don't believe I promise to make you see I'll come find you Mind you it's time You are mine Forever mine |
Who Wrote In Your Hands By Joshua Radin?
Joshua Radin
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What's The Duration Of The In Your Hands By Joshua Radin?The duration of In Your Hands is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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