Once was a woman with a silver voice Said she was accustomed to my face But i could tell she'd never love anyone And wanted to run away because i could tell That she really understands There was so much that i had to offer But now i'm all alone at four am And all i got is the midnight shivers So i turn the dial and think Maybe i'll find myself a friend Who say they understand Why i waste all my time so far away From the heaven of your hands And anyone can give you an answer 'cause nothing in this life seems real But i'm nothing without the touch i just don't feel Mother don't you hear your baby crying Why don't you reach down and pick it up Mother all your baby's toys are broken And i know heaven's not for me That's something i understand i don't know how to live Without the heaven of your hands There's a heaven in your hands