Out of My Hands (feat. Steven Di Pilla)

I want to fix it when it breaks I want to soothe it when there's pain It doesn't matter what it takes I'll bet you won't hear me complain Can I sort out any mix up Can I regain it when there's lost trust It doesn't matter if I'm banged up I'll always do just what I must And now it's out of my hands, it's time to give up the plans, no point in making demands I need to turn down the heat And it's just out of my hands, it's time to give up the plans, no point in making demands Anymore If there's a problem I can work out If there's fatigue I'll try to lift up It doesn't matter if I'm put out I'm here to ride it out and back up And now it's out of my hands, it's time to give up the plans, no point in making demands I need to turn down the heat And it's just out of my hands, it's time to give up the plans, no point in making demands Anymore And I can't find a loophole, and it's beyond my control Instead, it's time to just hug and console