Eagles - Too Many Hands

"Too Many Hands"


She's one of a kind

Sometimes hard to find

Like a rainbow

Well, she's lost all her glory

And could tell you some stories

That we all should know


And there's too many hands

Being laid on her

Too many eyes will never see

That it's dragging her down

But you won't hear a sound as

She turns 'round


Her beauty all aflight

It always seems to turn the tide

At midnight


And for her there is no rest

We are doing what is best

For our future


One of these days she may not

Be so good to you


One of these days she might

Shake you to the ground

But her fire is still

Burning

And her heart is still yearning

To be found
"Too Many Hands"


She's one of a kind

Sometimes hard to find

Like a rainbow

Well, she's lost all her glory

And could tell you some stories

That we all should know


And there's too many hands

Being laid on her

Too many eyes will never see

That it's dragging her down

But you won't hear a sound as

She turns 'round


Her beauty all aflight

It always seems to turn the tide

At midnight


And for her there is no rest

We are doing what is best

For our future


One of these days she may not

Be so good to you


One of these days she might

Shake you to the ground

But her fire is still

Burning

And her heart is still yearning

To be found

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