Once was a woman with a silver voice   Said she was accustomed to my face   But I could tell she'd never love anyone   And wanted to run away because I could tell   That she really understands      There was so much that I had to offer   But now I'm all alone at four am   And all I got is the midnight shivers   So I turn the dial and think   Maybe I'll find myself a friend   Who say they understand   Why I waste all my time so far away   From the heaven of your hands      And anyone can give you an answer   'cause nothing in this life seems real   But I'm nothing without the touch I just don't feel      Mother don't you hear your baby crying   Why don't you reach down and pick it up   Mother all your baby's toys are broken   And I know heaven's not for me   That's something I understand I don't know how to live   Without the heaven of your hands      There's a heaven in your hands