Songtext von Reach Out For My Hand

I'm a dream retriever, collecting what my mind has planned I'm a lone receiver, catchin' as a good catch can I'm a true believer, you can't fight what the lord has planned I'm not your soul redeemer, I am just a mortal man And if you're lost without a trace Why don't you call me from where you stand And if you feel like you're out of place Why don't you reach out, for my hand Reach out for my hand Why don't you reach out for my hand You're a word weaver, swimming in the wet quicksand You're a born achiever, but you're sinking where you stand I'm a firm believer, the worst can come from best aid plans I'm your last reliever, offering a helping hand Sow and you will reap in time Simply ask and you will find When you need some peace of mind If you're short I will supply And if you're lost without a trace Why don't you call me form where you stand And if you're caught up in the rat race It's time to make a better plan And if you feel like you're out of place Why don't you reach out, for my hand Reach out for my hand Reach out for my hand Why don't you reach out for my hand