A Child's Hands

I am so cold, I want you to heat me I am so tired, I want you to carry me I am so torn, I want you to mend me I am so quiet, find words for me chorus: But I'm old enough to know Old enough to understand All these things I've carried here Belong in a child's hands I am so guilty, want you to absolve me I am so distant, build a road to me I don't want to know, promise you'll lie to me Don't want to be alone, promise never to leave me chorus: But I'm old enough to know Old enough to understand All these things I've carried here Belong in a child's hands --- A Child's Hands - Lucy Kaplansky