The hands I'm holding now if you remember Are the very hands that gave me my first rose They're reaching out for one last dying ember In the ashes of a love that's lost its glow But if you don't want me I won't try to keep you But there's just smallest chance you may be wrong Until you're sure I hope you'll never let go Of the hands that you've been holding for so long Did God mean I could keep you for a lifetime or did he mean for just a year or two And if it's meant that I should have to lose you Then what's these hands you're holding gonna do But if you don't want me...