My Gramma and Grandpa had wonderful hands
With calluses and wedding bands
They taught me where there was love
There was always a way
A picture of the two of them
Has seen me through a lot of years
They where there when I reach up to them
And there in my life today
Healing hands something I can hold onto
Healing hands the touch that understands
Healing hands I'll always be drawn to
Hearts that belong to healing hands
Now you and I may worry so
To see the kingdoms come and go
But we've seen enough to know
It's only love that lingers
Learning how to live can take a life time
We've got to lend a hand in this troubled world
Before it slips right through our fingers
Healing hands something I can hold onto
Healing hands the touch that understands
Healing hands I'll always be drawn to
Hearts that belong to healing hands
Healing hands something I can hold onto
Healing hands the touch that understands
Healing hands I'll always be drawn to
Hearts that belong to healing hands
Writer(s): Rex White Benson, Stephen B. Gillette
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