I can`t make the snow come down
i cannot make it rain
i can`t make the sun go down
or to rise and burn again
I can`t make you love me more
no matter how i try
your grace alone can justify
that kind of love just mystifies
that kind of love jsut mystifies
It`s out of my hands- though i try so hard
it`s out of my hands- when i slip and fall
it`s out of my hands- i will rest in you
you know my voice- yours hears my call
it`s out of my hands
I can`t make the world spin `round
or catch a falling star
i can`t set the night on fire
and burn away the dark
I can`t make you love me more
can`t impress you with my deeds
i can`t make you love me less
that kind of love is what i need
that kind of love is what i need
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It`s out of my hands- when i have no strength
it`s out of my hands- i will look to you
it`s out of my hands- you will never fail
your love`s a grip i can`t slip through