His Hands Lyrics & Chords By Sunday

There were a lot of things in his touch Sometimes the slightest whisper could hurt so much I could feel him coming nearer his little noises and such And then my man would lay his...read more

There were a lot a things, in his touch Sometimes the slightest whisper Oh it could hurt so much I could feel him coming near me His little noises and such Then my man, Would lay...read more

(Stuart Hamblen) His hands paint the flowers He puts leaves on the trees At His whisper birds start singing When my heart needs melodies. Why I strayed from all his goodness ...read more

His hands were made of lightning His fingers were the wind They reached into my heart And let me love again His touch was made for pleasure So good it seemed a sin ...read more

You covered your face in black coal, Stripped off all of your clothes. Did you think I wouldn't recognize you that way? You wanted to put your hands on me. Let him put his...read more