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.

--- Instrumental ---

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 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.