These hands

These hands don’t mind the dirt
They’re not afraid to hurt
Spend all day working away just to come home to you

These hands, they cut and bleed
They ache all day until I sleep
But never too tired to come to rescue

And it could be raining, it could be pouring
It could be snowing, it could be storming

These hands will be there for you
And understand what you need them to
They’ll always be here close enough

My legs, they walk 1000 miles
Won’t rest until I see your smile
And my heart’s where you are and I can’t get there fast enough

Your love is the sweetest thing
My soul is everything
With every breath I confess I’ve never felt this much

And it could be raining, it could be pouring
It could be snowing, it could be storming

These hands will be there for you
And understand what you need them to
They’ll always be here close enough

To pull you through
These hands