Hank Crawford
Brian's Song
If the hands of timeWere hands that I could hold,I'd keep them warm and in my handsThey'd not turn cold.Hand in hand we'd chooseThe moments that should last.The lovely moments thatShould have no future and no past.The summer from the top of the swing,The comfort in the sound of a lullaby,The innocence of leaves in the spring,But most of all the momentWhen love first touched me!All the happy daysWould never learn to fly,Until the hands of timeWould choose to wave Goodbye.
From Letras Mania