The Hand Of Love
Jerry Foster, Bill Rice
She came from the night looking lonely
And caught me when I was lonely too
We mixed a little wine and conversation
And something started pulling me from you
As we danced I could feel her body tremble
And then I heard her whisper are you free
I came close to saying there was no one
But then I felt your hand of love on me
Pulling me back home where love is sweet and warm
Back in your precious arms where I belong
When desire almost overruled my conscience
Your hand of love reached out and brought me home
When desire almost overruled my conscience
Your hand of love reached out and brought me home
