through our hands

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on a little backroad that wound us through croatia, i got off in my head, proud of what we'd done, started living our lives, showing these kids, something without a plan, holding 'em tight like water through our hands, in a little white house below the trees of holland, we were cooking each night, sleeping in one big bed, we were living each day, loving these kids, watching them take the chance, holding 'em tight like water through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, they feel just like water through our hands, our son and our daughter have a plan, they grow up so fast i don't understand, they feel just like water through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, in a little hotel that overlooked rwanda, we would challenge ourselves to stop and just slow down, we would take a big chance to show 'em this land, hoping they'd understand, holding 'em tight like water through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, they feel just like water through our hands, our son and our daughter have a plan, they grow up so fast i don't understand, they feel just like water through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, through our hands, in a little house by the coast of carolina, where them waterways meet the finer setting sun, it's a magical place for raising these kids, from river to stream to sand, holding 'em tight like water through our hands