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little fingers/hand out hill

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little fingers/hand out hill

Little fingers

Time moves too fast

But some things still last

Like the love I have for you

I am here to see it all the way thro

Your love is a gift

Hell ,it gets me through the night shift

You never move ,you never sway

And you never ask the price I pay

Chorus

Little fingers and a big heart

It’s enough for a new start

Start the fire, lick the flame

It’s time to stop all the blame

 

When I look at you I am amazed

Your soul is something I raised

I’m proud of what you’ve become

Without you my heart would be numb

You have it all in your little fingers

Just remember, that pain always lingers

Move fast move swift

Remember love is a gift

Chorus

Little fingers and a big heart

It’s enough for a new start

Start the fire, lick the flame

It’s time to stop all the blame

                           Copyright 2005 Nigel Lawry

Hand out hill

It’s an urban dead end street
As you struggle to find your feet
Time drags so slowly
And nobody ever phones me

All the houses look the same
The people all look thin and gray
The streets are full of rubble
But nobody dares to ask for trouble

Chorus
another day passes by
Working for the big guy
Never thought to ask why
Life aint such a thrill
Here on hand out hill

Why is every day the same
It seems an unfair game
The ale house is calling
But I got work early in the morning

Chorus
another day passes by
Working for the big guy
Never thought to ask why
Life aint such a thrill
Here on hand out hill

Charity begins at home
Please tell that to
The man on the throne
Guess he’s too busy selling war
don’t think I can take much more


Chorus
another day passes by
Working for the big guy
Never thought to ask why
Life aint such a thrill
Here on hand out hill

Copyright 2005 Nigel Lawry

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