My Hands Are Full
My friends keep right on calling but I ain’t got time to talk
I’d step out and check the mailbox but it’s just too far to walk
And I know the boss is wondering why I’ve been gone so long
Well I’ve been keeping busy doing nothing here at home
(Chorus)
My hands are full dealing with these empty arms
I’m all used up inside wondering where you are
I’ve walked miles here in the hall Lord I’ve stared down every wall
Cause my hands are full dealing with these empty arms
(Inst.)
It’s a full time occupation to struggle with the hurt
You’ve got no way of knowing how hard I have to work
Every wakin’ moment I chase memories round my mind
Someday I’ll try sleeping but for now there’s just no time
(Chorus)
My hands are full dealing with these empty arms
I’m all used up inside from wondering where you are
I’ve walked miles here in the hall Lord I’ve stared down every wall
Cause my hands are full dealing with these empty arms
Lord my hands are full dealing with these empty arms
J. Carter/D. Crawford/J B Smith
Loriwood Music (ASCAP)
