Spoons Out Of My Hands
Your hands made me
From the clay on your wheel
Now I want to make you
But it¹s much, much too late
Someone else has
Someone else has
Made you what you are
Your heart is
OUT OF MY HANDS
His fingerprints
Mark the way that your are
You can¹t get him out
And I¹m afraid more each day
That it¹s contagious
It¹s contagious!
I feel the change in me
Your heart is
OUT OF MY HANDS