Oh, place your hands on my hope
Run your fingers through my soul
And the way that I feel right now - oh Lord it may go

So place your hands on my hope
Run your fingers through my soul
And the way that I feel right now - oh Lord it may go

Put your hands on, put your hands on
Put your hands on, put your hands on

You know you cannot hide, from what's inside
You know you cannot hide, from what's inside
So I ask of you, to help me through
I ask of you, this thing to do

Put your hands on, put your hands on
Put your hands on, put your hands on

So lay me down, for a while
Join my body, with my mind
Oh, I cried at the common one, four weeks aft' he died

Put your hands on, put your hands on

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kassner Associated Publishers Ltd
Writer(s): DOMINIC JOSEPH GREENSMITH, GARY PAUL STRINGER, JOHN DAVID BESSANT, KENWYN JOHN HOUSE