Elton John - Grow Some Funk Of Your Own (Rock Of The Westies)
Healing Hands
Elton John
(Elton John & Bernie Taupin)
I never dreamed I could cry so hard
That ain't like a man
I could fly like a bird somedays
Had a place where I could land
I could have sworn we were all locked in
Ain't that what you said
I never knew it could hurt so bad
When the power of love is dead
But giving into the nightime
Ain't no cure for the pain
You gotta wade into the water
You gotta learn to live again
Chorus
And reach out for her healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
There's a light, where the darkness ends,
Touch me now and let me see again,
Rock me now in your gentle healing hands
I never knew love like poison
That burned like a fire
All I ever wanted was a reason
To drowm in your eyes
I never knew sleep so restless
Empty arms so cold
That's not the way it's supposed to be
It ain't the spell that I was sold
But giving into the nightime
Ain't no cure for the pain
You gotta wade into the water
You gotta learn to live again
And reach out for her healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
There's a light, where the darkness ends,
Touch me now and let me see again,
Rock me now in your gentle healing hands
But giving into the nightime
Ain't no cure for the pain
You gotta wade into the water
You gotta learn to live again
Reach out for her healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
There's a light, where the darkness ends,
Touch me now and let me see again,
Rock me now in your gentle healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
There's a light, where the darkness ends,
Touch me now and let me see again,
Rock me now in your gentle healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
Reach out for her healing hands
There's a light, where the darkness ends,
Touch me now and let me see again,
Rock me now in your gentle healing hands
Elton John - Grow Some Funk Of Your Own (04:15)
Yeah I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five The headlines screamed that I was still
alive I couldn't understand it I thought I died last night Oh I dreamed I'd been in a border town In
a little cantina that the boys had found I was desperate to dance Just to dig the local sounds When
along came a señorita She looked so good that I had to meet her I was ready to approach her with my
English charm When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me by the arm And he said grow some funk of
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