Once was a woman with a silver voice
Said she was accustomed to my face
But I could tell shed never love anyone
And wanted to run away because I could tell
That she really understands
There was so much that I had to offer
But now Im all alone at four am
And all I got is the midnight shivers
So I turn the dial and think
Maybe Ill find myself a friend
Who say they understand
Why I waste all my time so far away
From the heaven of your hands
And anyone can give you an answer
cause nothing in this life seems real
But Im nothing without the touch I just dont feel
Mother dont you hear your baby crying
Why dont you reach down and pick it up
Mother all your babys toys are broken
And I know heavens not for me
Thats something I understand I dont know how to live
Without the heaven of your hands
Theres a heaven in your hands