Holding Your Hand

When I'm holding your hand 
For me it's a magical remedy 
No matter what the problem 
I know it's going to heal me

When I start feeling a little ill
Or suffering from a terrible cold
My remedy is the only cure 
Holding your hand never gets old

If life gets to me and I begin to stress 
Regardless of my problems in life 
Their gone in the blink of an eye 
When I hold the hand of my  wife

I use this remedy every day 
Even when I'm feeling well 
Holding my wife's hand is simply 
The cure guaranteed not to fail
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