Hands in the Fire - James Carter & Ofenbach

Follow me down My love, so far far away Let's give it a shot My love, we'll run run away Don't fake it, love 'Cause if you don't than we can make it, love This road was made for me and you Bus for two So please, love Hands in our hands With courage making demands On all of our dreams They run like melting the streets Don't fake it, love 'Cause if you don't than we can make it, love This road was made for me and you Bus for two So please, love La, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I still remember When I heard you call me by name I'd follow You anywhere Knew I could trust You with anything But, now, sorrow beats down on me Waiting for You to come through I'm all alone with my questions I'm dry and cracked open, I thirst for You And as I fall apart Come flood this desert heart Fall like the rain, living water And I know Your way is best Lord, help me find my rest And I'll be the clay in the hands of the potter My world is spinning My life seems so out of control Nailed scarred hands tell the story Of love that will never let go of me Through the sunshine or rain I know where my hope is found What You started in me I know You will complete from the inside out And as I fall apart Come flood this desert heart Fall like the rain, living water And I know Your way is best Lord, help me find my rest And I'll be the clay in the hands of the potter My world is breaking me Your love is shaping me And now the enemy is afraid of what You're making me My world is breaking me Your love is shaping me And now the enemy is afraid of what You're making me My world is breaking me Your love is shaping me And now the enemy is afraid of what You're making me And as I fall apart Come flood this desert heart Fall like the rain, living water And I know Your way is best Lord, help me find my rest And I'll be the clay in the hands of the potter And I'll be the clay in the hands of the potter