Through My Hands

Intro:
D  A  D  G 
D  A  G  D 


 
D                          A 
Mountains they roll on and on 
      D                          G 
Every ridge a different shade of blue 
         D 
But I've been running out of space 
A 
Living with mistakes 
    G                         D 
Not seeing who I've grown into 


 
D                            A 
Strangers have treated me so kind 
           D                     G 
When I was tired and needing the rest 
        D 
Still I struggle with my faith 
    A 
I'm often led astray 
G                              D 
Blind to all the ways that I'm blessed 



G              A 
Every moment a feather on a wing 
D                                 G 
Circling around in the back of my mind 
                              A 
Snow don't always melt on the first day of spring 
    D                                G 
Sometimes a little warmth is hard to find 
     Bm 
This afternoon could have been as sweet 
   A                               G 
As honeysuckle on the breeze but I let it slide 
           D 
Through my hands 


Instrumental: 
A  D  G  D 
A  G  D 


 
D                                   A 
Well I hope I haven't been a burden on 
     D                  G 
Everyone that I've ever known 
         D                          A 
I wasn't put here just to worry and constantly hurry 
      G                     D 
While robbing myself of any joy 


 
G              A 
Every moment a feather on a wing 
D                                 G 
Circling around in the back of my mind 
                              A 
Snow don't always melt on the first day of spring 
    D                                G 
Sometimes a little warmth is hard to find 
          Bm 
Well this afternoon could have been as sweet 
     A                                   G 
As a glass of my Grandmother's tea but I let it slide 
           D 
Through my hands 


Outro: 
A  D  G  D 
A            G     D 
  Through my hands