It Must Have Been Your Hands

I was lost in indecision In the corridors of purpose Looking for a sign The most human of conditions Always asking, never knowing Searching this heart of mine A heart too prone to second guess Weary eyes directionless Something set my feet upon the road It was a mystery, but now I know Chorus: It must have been Your hands Turning my world in perfect time I know it was Your hands Holding my heart in our design I see the multitude of faces The empty eyes of my generation Looking back at me Wondering where we're headed How we'll ever get there In the midst of this insanity There's always a new messiah comin' round But the voice of reason can't be found Until we choose to face the truth That every good and perfect thing comes from you Repeat chorus The rivers rise And the flower dies And the picture keeps on turning As we stand and we fall You're there through it all And I guess we just keep learning.