i think about the love i live   a figure made of clay   i think about the things i've lost   the things i give away   and when i'm in a certain mood   i search the halls and look   one night i found these magic words in a magic book      throw it away   throw it away   give your love, live your life, each and every day   keep your hands wide open   let the sun shine through   cause you can never lose a thing if it belongs to you      theres a hand to rock the cradle   theres a hand to help us stand   with a gentle kind of motion   as it move across this land   and to hands are clenched and open   to survive the love it brings   so keep your hands wide open   if you need anything      throw it away   throw it away   give your love, live your life, each and every day   keep your hands wide open   let the sun shine through   you can never lose a thing if it belongs to you      throw it away   throw it away   give your love, live your life, each and every day   and keep your hands wide open   let the sun shine through   cause you can never lose a thing if it belongs to you   no, you can never lose a thing if it belongs to you