Gifted Hands

I remember the day that he came in
I can't believe how long it's been
Like a poet, he began to playJust an old friend that hung with the band
A drinkin' man, he had no plan
But he played the 'Bird, played it for free'Cause I know he's here, he's everywhere
Take a look around, oh and you will see
That cross we bear, it's in the air
Lord, we thank You for those gifted handsThere are demons we live with every day
That tear at our hearts and take us away
To another place some of us don't get backThis song is for the hands of the workin' man
Who believes in himself and he understands
Love, hope, and faith are The Maker's plan'Cause I know he's here, he's everywhere
Take a look around, oh and you will see
That cross we bear, it's in the air
Lord, we thank You for those gifted handsOne day we'll all take that ride
And with those gifted hands I know you'll fly