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It Must Have Been Your Hands - CLAY CROSS LYRICS
I was lost in indecision In the corridors of purpose Looking for a sign
Always asking, never knowing Searching this heart of mine
Weary eyes directionless Something set my feet upon the road It was a mystery, but now I know
It must have been Your hands Turning my world in perfect time I know it was Your hands Holding my heart in our design
The empty eyes of my generation Looking back at me
How we'll ever get there In the midst of this insanity
But the voice of reason can't be found Until we choose to face the truth That every good and perfect thing comes from you
And the flower dies And the picture keeps on turning As we stand and we fall You're there through it all And I guess we just keep learning. |