Hands to Hold Me - Tritonal, Cristina Soto

Wait your turn for peace to come

Where are all the hours in a day

Make room for this dream

To be true

It will be true eventually

How am I to stand my ground

When it shifts beneath my feet

Letting go seems easy

When this life is spilling

So much that you can’t keep

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me

When this life is spilling

So much that you can’t keep

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me

Not enough hands to hold me