In My Hands

I see your shape and I'm attracted

I touch your neck and I'm tempted

I feel the spirit that lies within

When I hold you in my hands

This is the heart you've settled upon

And these are the arms you'll be cradled on

Those are the feet that dance to your tune

And this is the soul that will keep you

People have carved you and generations mould you

Time had carried you, tradition beholds you

What time has taken passion has kept

What my heart has felt the music has sent

Through your voice I hear your stories

And in these hands they become my own

And the old times and old memories

Call to life beneath my bow

I see your shape and I'm attracted

I touch your neck and I'm tempted

I feel the spirit that lies within

When I hold you in my hands

In my hands