You
| You, with your hand outstretched Finger on the key This lock that you release Is opening but isn't free And i hope that you can see How it beats inside of me Instead of pushing fear aside I want to run i want to hide I am vulnerably yours She, who is wanting me Whose touch can make me cry I can only understand By never asking her why Hear the contradictions fly And as hard as i may try Every truth becomes a lie In the ache of her reply I am passionately... Yours And the saddest eyes are Yours And the softest skin is Yours And the hope i borrow is Yours So won't you let me in i'm yours All that i begin is yours Every prize i win is yours At your feet again i'm yours All i am is yours aus: Blues Traveler - Yours |
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Stivolino - 8. Jun, 17:04
