Your hands made me From the clay on your wheel Now I want to make you But it¹s much, much too late Someone else has Someone else has Made you what you are Your heart is OUT OF MY HANDS His fingerprints Mark the way that your are You can¹t get him out And I¹m afraid more each day That it¹s contagious It¹s contagious! I feel the change in me Your heart is OUT OF MY HANDS