Glen Hansard (The Frames) - In these arms (live) | Текст песни

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• In these arms (live)

Use the truth
As a weapon
To beat up all your friends
Every chink
In the armor
An excuse to cause offense
And the boys
From the hallway
Calling out your name
And true love
Will find you in the end

You were restless
I was somewhere less secure
So I went runnin' to the road
So now there's this long list of places I was
And I just wanna be at home

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 mantras
And those things that keep you calm
If you stay
With that asshole
He's gonna do you harm
As a voice
Calling loudly
From the radio just to you
And good fortune will find you in the end

Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms

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