Heath McNease - Traveling Wilburys lyrics

Traveling Wilburys Traveling Wilburys Handle with care This is the end of the line for my self-righteous thoughts Traveling Wilburys Traveling Wilburys Somebody said a thousand times that gossip is the devil's radio And we're really only very small and life flows on within you and without you Handle me with care Handle me with care Handle me with care I've still got some love to give Traveling Wilburys Traveling Wilburys Handle with care This is the end of the line for petty grievances Traveling Wilburys Traveling Wilburys Handle with care Somebody said a thousand times to live and let die and let live again We're really only very small and life flows on within you and without you Handle me with care Handle me with care Handle me with care Cause I've still got some love to give Oh my love, carry my sweet soul Oh my love, it's too hard to hold Oh my love, carry my sweet soul Oh my love, it's too hard to hold Handle me with care Handle me with care Handle me with care Cause I've still got some love to give Oh my love, carry my sweet soul Oh my love, it's too hard to hold Oh my love, carry my sweet soul Oh my love, it's too hard to hold