What Have You Got

What have you got
It’s tough to loveIt’s so easy to hateIt’s easy to destroyIt’s so hard to create
Baby, what have you got in your handsBaby, what have you got in your hands
When I was sufferingYou said I was only dreamingYou denied my voice when I
cried alone
You closed your ears and your eyes To the anger I was feelingYou denied the
things that you could not control
Baby, what have you got in your handsBaby, what have you got in your hands
In my darkest moment In my hands I found a doveAnd on its wings I rose againI
rose in the name of love
Show me now, come show me and I saidBaby, what have you got in your handsBaby,
what have you got in your handsBaby, what have you got in your handsBaby,
what have you got in your hands