In a worn out shack down by the bay
There lived a man who worked in clay
But now he lies in a potters field
Rewards were few but his joy was real

Chorus:
Wish I could feel
Just one more time
His hands in clay holding mine
He left his mark on works of art
And fingerprints upon my heart

Verse:
A gentle man who walked in faith
He touched my nights and he touched my days
Just a pot of clay that’s all I have
To remind me of the love we shared

Chorus

Bridge:
Hands in clay
He taught me to create
To make the most of my life
Hands in clay
I can still hear him say
You can, you must
You must try

Chorus

Fingerprints (Upon My Heart)
© 2006 Lisa Dudley & Harry Moore
and Steinbrenner Music

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