
Date of issue: 25.10.2009
Song language: English
In These Arms |
Use the truth as a weapon |
To beat up all your friends |
Every chink in the armour |
An excuse to cause offence |
And the boys from the hallways |
Calling out your name |
And true love will find them in the end |
You were restless |
I was somewhere less secure |
So I went running to the road |
And so now there’s |
A long list of places I was |
I quit my rambling and I came home |
Cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |
Use your saints |
And your mantra |
And your things to keep you calm |
If you stay with that asshole |
He’s gonna do you harm |
There’s a voice singing loudly on the radio |
Just for you |
And good fortune will find him in the end |
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms |