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    Hey Mr. Love I've been singing and still
    There's a hole in my heart only a man can fill
    But he's had a blistered love and we're sharing a bed
    And he's not in a state to be readily left in my hands
    In my hands, in my hands, in my hands

    Hey love, live it up
    Cuz I'm getting closer
    And I want love, give it up
    This poetry and prose and words are not enough
    Cuz you're more than melody to me...I think

    So morning come and I'm nervously clad
    In these sheets not my own and these hands where they don't belong
    And I'm all but a victim in my prison head
    I should run for my gun but I'm lying instead in your hands
    In your hands, in your hands, in your hands

    And you say hey love, live it up
    Cuz I'm getting closer
    And I want love, give it up
    This poetry and prose and words are not enough
    Cuz you're more than melody to me...I think

    And holding out our hands before us
    All the world will love and whore us
    My heart, oh Lord, is in your hands

    In my hands, in your hands
    In my hands in your hands
    In my hands, in your hands
    In my hands, in my hands, in my...
    Ooohhhh, yeah

    Hey Mr. Love, I'm too tired to sing but he is more than melody to me

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