(Marty Robbins)
The hands I`m holding now if you remember
Are the very hands that gave me my first rose
They`re reaching out for one last dying ember
In the ashes of a love that`s lost its glow.
But if you don`t want me I won`t try to keep you
But there`s just smallest chance you may be wrong
Until you`re sure I hope you`ll never let go
Of the hands that you`ve been holding for so long.
--- Instrumental ---
Did God mean I could keep you for a lifetime
Or did he mean for just a year or two
And if it`s meant that I should have to lose you
Then what`s these hands you`re holding gonna do.
But if you don`t want me I won`t try to keep you
But there`s just smallest chance you may be wrong
Until you`re sure I hope you`ll never let go
Of the hands that you`ve been holding for so long...