Touch Your Hand
by Peter Mark
I'd move a mountain, with a shovel,
Dig a valley, wide and deep.
I'd drain the ocean, with a bucket,
Fill that valley for your sea.
Carry you to the shore line.
Lay you in the sand.
Bathe you with moonlight,
Just to touch your hand.
With a pencil, I could write a love song.
Then I'd sing it at your feet.
With a hammer, I could build a cottage,
Fireplace to make the heat.
Carry you to the shoreline.
Lay you in the sand.
Bathe you with moonlight,
Just to touch your hand.
And I'll hold up the world with one arm,
just to touch your
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