Invisible Hands

I have your photograph I have it hanging on my wall You neither cry or laugh Finding it hard to forget it all Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you You make the evening news You never had an alibi Your evidence my be the truth But they believed my lies Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you Is it a lie When you're asking me why? Hold out my hand When you don't understand Is it a lie When you're asking me why? Who fires the gun? (Gun, gun, gun) Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you Is it a lie When you're asking me why? Hold out my hand When you don't understand Is it a lie When you're asking me why? Who fires the gun? (Gun, gun, gun) Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To touch you Oh, I'm reaching out my invisible hands To free you