G
There are hands like lilies in white
F                        Am
And hands like roses in bloom
F                     G
There are hands that hold on too tight
    Em                      F
And others that let go too soon

G
There are hands that wanna take what is yours
     F                      Am
And hands that much rather share
F                  G
There are rough insensitive parts
     Em                      F
And gentle hands folded in prayer


[Chorus]
 G          C   F
Folded in prayer
 G          C   F   G
Folded in prayer
Em             F      G      C      F   G
The hand is a servant of the heart
Em                       F
Some bring pieces together
      G                     C   F
While others break pieces apart
G                     C   F    G
Others break pieces apart


[Verse 2]
           G
There are soft hands full of melancholy
     F                        Am
And hands that tremble with fright
 F                    G
Some little ease but passionately
      Em                       F
While others are awkward and shy

G
A baby’s hand, so honest and small
 F                           Am
Still carries nothing of its own
 F                      G
Furrowed hand that has seen it all
    Em                          F
Are calm in the evenings since glow


[Chorus]
  G           C  F
About to let go
  G           C  F   G
About to let go
Em             F      G      C      F   G
The hand is a servant of the heart
Em                       F
Some bring pieces together
      G                     C   F
While others break pieces apart
G                     C   F    G
Others break pieces apart


[Bridge]
Em                  F             G
You can take mine whoever you are
Em                  F             G
You can take mine whoever you are


[Verse 3]
          G
Like the difference in people alive
   F                     Am
So is the difference in hands
F                    G
Some are fluttering birds in the sky
     Em                    F
That no living soul understands

    F                G
Like fluttering birds up in the sky
     Em                    F
That no living soul understands


[Outro]
     G          C    F
The soul understands
     G          C    F    G    C
The soul understands