There are times for no reason I feel so alone
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Even though he's beside me where he's been all night long
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In the dark I reach for him though he sound asleep
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Take hold of his hand and find the comfort I need
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There are times I'm uneasy with no cost at all
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With no word just the right touch before one tear falls
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He's got me smiling and I marvel at this kind of man
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Who can quiet his woman by just holding her hand
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With his hand in mine I feel warm and wanted
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There's no doubt in my mind and everything's all right
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I could ask for nothing more than him there beside me
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So I'll join him in sweet sweet sleep with his hand in mine
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With His Hand In Mine
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| Jean Shepard |
