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