More Than Melody-Anna Nalick

Hey Mr. love I've been singin' and still There's a hole in my heart only a man can fill But he's had a blistered love and we're sharin' a bed But he's not in a state to be readily left in my hands In my hands in my hands in my hands Hey Love live it up Cause I'm getting closer and I want love Give it up These poetry and prose and words are not enough Cause you're more than melody to me I think So morning comes and I'm nervously clad In these sheets not my own and these hands where they don't belong And I'm all but a victim to my prison head I should run for my gun but I'm lying instead in your hands In your hands in your hands in your hands And you say And holding out our hands before us All the world will love and w***e us My heart Oh Lord is in your hands In your hands In my hands In your hands In my hands In my ooooh yeah Hey Mr. Love I'm too tired to sing But he is more than melody to me