Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top
The snow is softly fallin'
The air is still within the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly callin'
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
Upon this winter night with you
The smoke is rising in the shadows overhead
My glass is almost empty
I read again between the lines upon the page
The words of love you sent me
If I could know within my heart
That you were lonely too
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
Upon this winter night with you
The fire is dying, now my lamp is growing dim
The shades of night are liftin'
The mornin' light steals across my window pane
Where webs of snow are driftin'
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
And to be once again with you
To be once again with you
The Hands I Love was written by Gordon Lightfoot.
The Hands I Love was produced by Andy Wiswell.