It was a theme she had On a scheme he had Told in a foreign land To take life on earth To the second birth And the man was in command It was a flight on the wings Of a young girl's dreams That flew too far away And we could make the monster live again
Oh hands move and heart beat on Now life will return in this electric storm A prophecy for a fantasy The curse of a vivid mind
Don't push too far Your dreams are china in your hand Don't wish too hard Because they may come true And you can't help them You don't know what you might Have set upon yourself China in your hand
Come from greed Never born of the seed Took a life from a barren hand Oh eyes wide Like a child in the form of man A story told A mind of his own An omen for our time
Don't push too far Your dreams are china in your hand Don't wish too hard Because they may come true And you can't help them You don't know what you might Have set upon yourself China in your hand Oh your hand Your dreams are china in your hand, wooah Here in your hand China in your hand, woh oh oh woh oh oh woh oh Here in your hand
Woh! You take a flight on the wings of fantasy Then you push too far And make your dreams reality Yeah! For the china in your hand But you shouldn't push too hard
You take a flight on the wings of fantasy Then you push too hard You make those dreams reality Yeah! China in your hands But they're only dreams
Compositores: Carol Ann Decker (Carol Decker), Ronald Phillip Rogers (Ron Rogers) ECAD: Obra #3458303