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As soon as you stepped through my door
I saw You for the first time all over again
and time well spent seems
lonelier than the way it used to go
As I smell you for the first time all over again
I'll begin to remember to be alive
so if you don't mind
I think I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
'cause I'm tired of not being able to breathe
All of us are searching for an open arm
well it's a shame
how I curl up in the dark
I've felt a loss
for some time I
slipped, stumbled, but fell face first straight
into your hand
then I hit my head on your palm
and waking up to the smell of
tears drying up in the sand
All of us are searching for an open arm
well it's a shame
how I curl up in the dark
when it's the shame
old word giving me the spark
All of us are searching for an open arm
well it's a shame
how I curl up in the dark
I washed
my wounds
with tears of hope...yeah...
I washed my wounds with tears of hope!
I just...!
All of us are searching for an open arm
well it's a shame
how I pull myself apart
when it's the same words
making me run for cover to your heart
All of us are searching for an open arm
when it's the same words making me run for cover to your heart (All of us are searching for an open arm)
All of us are searching for an open arm
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