Healing Hands

I awakened to find the world a different place
It was not of time or se was I in heaven?
I awakened to find love inside my head
They had left me there for dead
I was so lonely
Colours, let’s talk about colours
I’ve seen brother killing brother
but you don’t understand
that you’ve got blood on your hands
And blood leads to blood
Evil knows what evil does
These are the times,
these are the days
When everyone hopes
and everyone prays
These are the times,
these are the days of Healing Hands
I believe that you can step inside my dream
Where nothing’s as it seems
leep with the angels
I believe in heaven
I believe in kingdom come
Where colour melts to one
Faith is the temple
Colours, let’s talk about colours
I’ve seen brother healing brother
But you don’t understand
that I can give you my hand
love leads to love
The Healer’s made of Flesh and Blood
These are the times,
these are the days
When everyone hopes
and everyone prays
These are the times,
these are the days of Healing Hands
Here’s a question for the White and Red and Black guy
Come together now, Come together let’s try
You and I you know we can really make it good a little bit of lovin' makes a
better neighbourhood… makes a better neighbourhood…
Too much fussin', fiqhtin' goin' on
Time to get together, standing strong
What’s the sense of fighting one another
When you break it all down, we’re all the same colour