Out of My Hands
Just need a little love to push on through
But it always seems to slip through my fingers
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Well, it seems I better let it go
Destiny would be the only one to know
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's not that I'm losing my soul
But the more I act, the less I got control
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
How I wish I could bring back the time
When you and me were feeling so fine
It is out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
I'd rather stand on my own
Than be down with a broken soul
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
I'm tired of these broken souls
So tired of these broken souls
I'm tired of these broken souls
So tired of these broken souls
Just need a little love to push on through
But it always seems to slip through my fingers
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
How I wish I could bring back the past
And make some moments forever last
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Hmm, it's out of my hands
But it always seems to slip through my fingers
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Well, it seems I better let it go
Destiny would be the only one to know
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's not that I'm losing my soul
But the more I act, the less I got control
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
How I wish I could bring back the time
When you and me were feeling so fine
It is out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
I'd rather stand on my own
Than be down with a broken soul
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
I'm tired of these broken souls
So tired of these broken souls
I'm tired of these broken souls
So tired of these broken souls
Just need a little love to push on through
But it always seems to slip through my fingers
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
How I wish I could bring back the past
And make some moments forever last
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
It's out of my hands, it's out of my hands
Hmm, it's out of my hands
Credits
Writer(s): Jerome Didelot, Thierry Bellia, Laetitia Bourgeois, Francois-marie Dru
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