Healing Hands - Don Williams

My Grandma and Grandpa had wonderful hands

With callouses and wedding bands

They taught me that where there was love

There was always a way

The picture of the two of them

Has seen me through a lot of years

They were there when I reached up to them

And they’re in my life today

Healing hands, something I can hold on to

Healing hands, the touch that understands

Healing hands, I’ll always be drawn to

Hearts that belong to healing hands

You and I may worry so

To see the kingdoms come and go

But we’ve seen enough to know

That it’s only love that lingers

And learning how to live can take a lifetime

We’ve got to lend a hand in this troubled world

Before it slips right through our fingers

Healing hands, something I can hold on to

Healing hands, a touch that understands

Healing hands, I’ll always be drawn to

Hearts that belong to healing hands

Healing hands, something I can hold on to

Healing hands, the touch that understands

Healing hands, I’ll always be drawn to

Hearts that belong to healing hands