Testo Heart In Your Hand

Do you gather flowers for me? Moving softly through the trees And the scent against your arm Long ago I knew your charm As I walk through the purple hills of soon forgotten woe Then my heart was in your hand And my heart was in your hand Do your lips still call my name? Would your mouth still taste the same? There I learn the sweetest words What price mercy yet? Though I steal all across the years, the memory lingers on All my heart in your hand All my heart in your hand Should I fall beside the road Everlasting wandering soul And my memory so blind And my heart was there ahead As I walk through the purple hills of long ago I know my heart is in your hand All my heart is in your hand My heart is in your hand All my heart