All of us de Blindside

as soon as you stepped through my door,
i saw you for the first time all over again
as time well spent seems
lonelier than the way it used to go
I smell you for the first time all over again
i'll begin to remember to (feel it)?
so if you don't mind
i think i'll wear my heart on my sleeve
'cause i'm tired of not being able to breathe

all of us are searching for an open arm
well, it's a shame how i curl up in the dark
when it's the same old word giving me the spark

i failed the lost
for some time i slipped, stumbled
but fell face first straight
in your hand
then i hit my head on your palm
and wakened up to the smell of
tears drying up in the sand

all of us are searching for an open arm
well, it's a shame how i curl up in the dark
when it's the same old word giving me the spark

i washed away my wounds with tears of hope
i washed away my wounds with tears of hope
i
All of us are searching for an open arm
well, it's a shame how i pull myself apart
when it's the same words making me run for cover to your arms.