viernes, octubre 31, 2014

With Arms Outstretched


It's sixteen miles to the promised land
And I promise you I'm doing the best I can.

Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than a man
'Cause you'll probably end up dead.

I visit these mountains with frequency 
and I stand here with my arms up.

Some days last longer than others
But this day by the lake went too fast.

And if you want me you better speak up
I won't wait
So you'd better move fast
Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than you are
With your arms outstretched to me.

And if you want me you better speak up
I won't wait
So you'd better move fast
Don't fool yourself in thinking you're more than you are
With your arms outstretched to me.

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