Hands of Love

When the white flag sails, covered in streaks of blood There'll be an endless sea, of us rising up And the preacher man, and the preacher's son Stand arm in arm, just like everyone Me longing to be free, I won't let you fade away We shed so many dreams, I'll let them fade away In the hands of love, we carry on Stronger than we started Be ashamed of the trail behind us Wicked is the blinded Who we are comes to life, yeah Who we are comes to life When the water spills, the glass will break It drips like tears, running up your face And the hounds will cry, for the dance of war But the sons of joy, their victory will soar Me longing to be free, I won't let you fade away We shed so many dreams, I'll let them fade away In the hands of love, we carry on Stronger than we started Be ashamed of the trail behind us Wicked is the blinded Who we are comes to life, yeah Who we are comes to life Me longing to be free, I won't let you fade away In the hands of love, we carry on Stronger than we started Be ashamed of the trail behind us Wicked is the blinded Who we are comes to life, yeah Who we are comes to life We come alive We come alive We come alive We come alive We come to life