You were dreaming on a park bench
E AAbout a broad highway somewhere
E AWhere the music from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out there
E APast the scientific darkness
E APast the fireflies that float
To an angel bending down
E ATo wrap you in her warmest cloak and you ask
What am I not doing
She says your voice cannot command
F#mShe says in time you will move mountains
B E A E AAnd it will come through your hands
Still your angle for an option
E AStill you argue for your case
E ALike you wouldn't know a burning bush
Till it blew up in your face
E AWe dream about the future
E AWe memorize the past
When just a simple reaching out
E ACould build a bridge that lasts
And you ask what am I not doing
She says your voice cannot command
F#mShe says in time you will move mountains
B E A E AAnd it will come through your hands
SOLO
So whatever your hands find to do
E AYou must do with all your heart
E AThere are thoughts enough to blow men's minds
And tear great worlds apart
E AThere's a healing touch to find you
E AOut on the broad highway somewhere
Gonna lift you as high as music
E ARunning thru an angels hair
AAnd don't worry what you are not doing
Cause your voice cannot command
F#mShe says in time you will move mountains
B E A E AAnd it will come through your hands
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