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If I Could Turn These Hands Of Time

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Verse 1 The mirror tells a story that I never meant to read, Every silver strand and wrinkle looks like time’s been pickin’ me. These hands once scrubbed the floors ‘til every corner shined, Now one day’s worth of work can steal a week of peace of mind. I used to chase the daylight with a mower and a rake, Now every little movement leaves another ache to shake. I smile so folks won’t notice what I’m tryin’ hard to hide… Growing old ain’t for the faint—it humbles all your pride. Chorus If I could turn these hands of time, I’d do it just for you, I’d dance all night, laugh all day like I still used to do. It’s not that I don’t love you… Lord, I love you even more, It’s just this body’s closing windows that my heart still opens doors. So if I can’t be who I was when I was twenty-two, Please don’t love me any less because I’m changing into new. Hold me close and understand what words can’t always prove… My body’s growing older, but my heart’s still yours to lose. Verse 2 There’s nights I miss your touch more than you’ll ever realize, I see the question in your heart behind those patient eyes. It isn’t lack of wanting—it’s a hurt I cannot hide, I’d give anything if love alone could push the pain aside. You never make me feel ashamed, you never make me cry, You simply hold me closer when you catch me wondering why. You’ve loved me through the seasons that no photograph can show… You’re the safest place this aging heart will ever know. Bridge One day these lines upon my face won’t matter anymore, We’ll leave these worn-out bodies on a brighter, kinder shore. Until that day, just promise me you’ll always take my hand… And love the woman standing here, not who she used to be. Final Chorus If I could turn these hands of time, I’d do it just for you, I’d carry every dream we had the way I used to do. But if forever’s measured by the love that we still share, Then darling, we are richer than the young folks anywhere. You are still the man I prayed for, the one I’d choose again, Through every scar and every tear, through joy and through the pain. When my body finally whispers that it’s done all it can do… Know my last and strongest heartbeat will still belong to you. Outro I may not be as young, as strong, or beautiful to see… But I’ve never loved you more than I do now that you’re growing old with me.