Bruce Hornsby - These Arms Of Mine Lyrics
B. r. hornsbyWell Im walking on the floorHanging right round the doorHoping you will come throughWanting you to, sweat on my browIm no saintNothing left but a bad excuseThe heat makes you do thingsYou might just not doIn your right mindBut youll do what you doYou can be sure Ill be thereIts gonna take these arms of mineAll that theyve got to hold onto youAll that I know is these arms of mineAre willing to try to keep hold of youGonna take a whole, whole, whole lotA whole, whole, whole lotWell Im walking the lineBetween wrong and rightI could go either wayBut now you dont want me to stayYoure so tired of waitingWell Im no saintTried to have my cake and eat it tooBut nobody does what you doNow another wins and I loseI might deserve toNow youll do what you doMight be too late but Ill tell youIts gonna take these arms of mineAll that theyve got to hold onto youAll that I know is these arms of mineAre willing to try to keep hold of youGonna hold, hold, hold onHold, hold, hold on
