Hands hold things, hold on to things easy
Hands take things, take away things easy

If I'd be you, I'd be amazed
About my hands and what they take
And what they hold and what they turn
And what they keep and don't return
How they touch and who they move
How they push and who they use, ah
If I'd be you
I'd be surprised about my hands and what they try
And what they feel and what they make
And what they burn and what they break
How they cut and how they dig
How they stroke and how they stick (Ah)

Hands hold things, hold on to things easy (Oh)
Hands take things, take away things easy (Easy, easy, oh)

If I'd be you, I'd be intrigued
By all thе hands and what they seek
And what they lose and whеn they share
And what they choose and when they care
What they speak and what they say
How they meet and what they play (Ah)

Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch
Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch (Ah)
(Ah-ah)

Hands hold things, hold on to things easy (Easy, easy)

Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch
Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch (Ah)
Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch
Touch, touch, just put your finger on it, touch, touch (Ah)