The Light Of My Hands

I want to belong to this land
Live by the light of my hands
The light of my hands
Belong to the place that
I live My love is all
I have to give It comes and goes with me
Holding on to this guitar
Shining black and shooting stars
In the heaven of my mind
I want to take you away with me
Broken but still wild and free
To do what we can
To see the magic before it fades Into the endless drum of days
These are the only days
I want to lie by your side
You put your mouth to my ear And gently sing to me

La, la-la-la-la-la-la

Words don't matter it's the song
That melody is a home
That we can belong to
A tree reaching for the sky
This hard won sense of pride
And we hold on to
And ask me where I am from
What counts what I have become
Wild and free
You are the one that I adore I'm not the man I was before