Текст песни Through Your Hands

You were dreaming on a park bench 'Bout a broad highway somewhere When the music from the carillon Seemed to hurl your heart out there Past the scientific darkness Past the fireflies that float To an angel bending down To wrap you in her warmest coat CHORUS: And you ask,John Hiatt and the Guilty Dogs - Through Your Hands - http://ru.motolyrics.com/john-hiatt-and-the-guilty-dogs/through-your-hands-lyrics.html