Letra de Jesus' Hands
Well I'd like to hang out But I can tell that you're not a drinking crowd I got places to go, people to see I got a thirst that would make the ocean proudHey brother, hey sister Don't you see a crack form in the dam For a loser, no one can touch him He's out slipping through Jesus' handsI'm walking in circles in a waiting room For a welcome I don't feel in my soul I watch the time pass, it pours in my glass I drink it down, blood from a stoneHey brother, hey sister Don't you see a crack form in the dam For a loser, no one can touch him He's out slipping through Jesus' handsLooking for love in all the wrong places The sidewalks and the sky Looking for something that no one can give me And no one can help me buyOh brother, oh sister Don't you see a crack form in the dam For a loser, no one can touch him He's out slipping through Jesus' handsWell I'd like to hang out But I can tell that you're not a drinking crowd I got nowhere to go, no one to see I got a thirst that would make the ocean proud