Hands on Me Again B.J. Thomas

She'll be standing in the drive
Tear stains on her smile
She'll run to me
Oh, oh she'll run to me
She'll throw back her head and laugh
And call out my name
And that's when I'll feel her hands on me again

I've seem 'em come, I've seen 'em go
Some were faded
Some forgotten long ago
Forgotten long ago
Because of her I know the truth
Spotlights don't shine on who I am
No, they shine on what I do

I can hardly wait to see her face
When I come driving in
And I can't wait to feel
Her hands on mе again

Yes, I was on the road
The night I was told Mama was gonе
Oh, oh, my sister cried
I know she'll understand
Why I wasn't there to hold her hand
I was on one more bus ride