Your Hands

send me down purity
i'll trade you insecurity
touch me with your hands
the silence has converted me
there's no need for sympathy
just touch me with your hands
i watch the dirt flow
off my body down the drain
and i feel your hands
i'm hurt but i'll let it show
until no despair remains
because i feel your hands

i'll fly with the eagles
upon borrowed wings
just touch me with your hands
and cleanse everything
now i hear the silence
ringing loud and ringing hard
and all my hopes and ill i believe
are brutally scarred
until i feel your hands
and now i feel your hands

your hands make it all clear
telling me to hold them tight
telling me to hold them dear
but now that i'm holding on
there's no letting go