In My Hands

I see your shape and I'm attracted
 I touch your neck and I'm tempted
 I feel the spirit that lies within
 When I hold you in my hands
 This is the heart you've settled upon
 And these are the arms you'll be cradled on
 Those are the feet that dance to your tune
 And this is the soul that will keep you
 People have carved you and generations mould you
 Time had carried you, tradition beholds you
 What time has taken passion has kept
 What my heart has felt the music has sent
 Through your voice I hear your stories
 And in these hands they become my own
 And the old times and old memories
 Call to life beneath my bow
 I see your shape and I'm attracted
 I touch your neck and I'm tempted
 I feel the spirit that lies within
 When I hold you in my hands
 In my hands