(john fiddler/morgan fisher/overend watts)      Think of the love that I gave you   When you're living all alone   I don't know how to behave with you   Wish you'd bury my love like a bone   And baby we can dig it out   And baby we can dig it in   But if you leave me lying here   You'll be guilty of a sin      Remember the days that we spent   Trying out a little tenderness   Now who's the lucky guy   With your hands on him and his on your dress   Remember the time that we spent   Alone in our room?    Did we create a harmony   Or just an image of this fool?       'n mama   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands      Now here's a big empty man   He's alive but his head's in his hands   And just like the sands of time   You can feel him going down   Just can't escape his reason and rhyme   So don't you think you won the game   His memory lives in you just the same   And I know you're thinking o' him   And you are guilty of the sin      'n mama   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands   Babe, my life's in your hands   Look at me, your life's in my hands   Look at you, my life's in your hands   Hey, yeahhh      'n mama   My life's in your hands   My life's in your hands   Hey, my life's in your hands   Ooh, my life's in your hands      I believe these changing days   Have burned my love in fiery flames