Nanci Griffith - Clock Without Hands Lyrics

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Clock Without Hands

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What Are The Lyrics For Clock Without Hands By Nanci Griffith?
I am a clock without hands
I'm walking through the midnights Counting all the moments Of the loves I've left behind Crying on the shoulders of the days I've not forgotten now I am frozen in time Like the battles of the soldiers Left displaced of time Where their tears still fall Loves that wreck out on the track Far beyond my looking back to recall I'm just a clock upon the shelf Without hands to give the time of day For love at all [Chorus:] I am a clock without hands No one understands this That when the autumn comes I see no reason for a fall Spring can fail to move me With its tulips and its clover Now the time for love is over I am a clock without hands I'm just tickin' and that's all I am a clock without hands I'm just tickin' and that's all I recall a time When love still had the power To reach inside this clock Where my hands held a dream The innocence of passion And the words of Saint Teresa chiming in And I recall the faith Of the love of my life And the losing of my hands Which he took with him when he died I'm crying on the shoulders of his love That I'm remembering now It's been ages since this heart has ticked a beat of love So I've forgotten how [Chorus] |
Who Wrote Clock Without Hands By Nanci Griffith?
Nanci Griffith
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What's The Duration Of The Clock Without Hands By Nanci Griffith?The duration of Clock Without Hands is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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