歌词千寻 Hands on the Sun - The Statesboro Revue.I'm tired of endless shuffleI'm tired of always meMost of my days I spend can't breathe.I walk around this circleMost of my lifeYou don't mean I'm somewhere on top this fire.You label me, I will label youI be there hold my handAbove the ground you walk and stand.I been poor a little moreThan I can takeWon't you help me offer goodness sake.When I believeThings are not just what they seemOur hands on top of the sunGonna grab a piece for our friend one.A foot down in those handsEver break my strideYou know with me you can't contain.I did a top out on hereI didn't believeYou got the rest just to set you free.When I believeThings are not just what they seemOur hands on top of the sunGonna grab a piece for our friend one.O