Freedom In My Hands

Like the joy in the eyes of a child Like a feeling that stays for a little while Like the smile of a bride or the riches of kings Like the span of an eagle with the sky on its wings With an ache I can't withstand I want freedom in my hands Like a touch that can tell how I feel Like a dream late at night that was so real Like the wisdom of God or the secrets of spies Like the love of a father with my face in his eyes Like a heart that understands I need freedom in my hands Like a time that's gone by, like in dreams when I fly Like laughter and love in the afternoon sky Will I ever hold freedom in these hands? With an ache I can't withstand I want freedom in my hands Like a tear still uncried or a word yet unsaid Like the unfulfilled dreams in the minds of the dead Will I ever know life's plans And find freedom in my hands? I need Freedom in my hands