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Текст (слова) песни: Bruce Hornsby - These Arms of Mine
B. r. hornsby
Well Im walking on the floor
Hanging right round the door
Hoping you will come through
Wanting you to, sweat on my brow
Im no saint
Nothing left but a bad excuse
The heat makes you do things
You might just not do
In your right mind
But youll do what you do
You can be sure Ill be there
Its gonna take these arms of mine
All that theyve got to hold onto you
All that I know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna take a whole, whole, whole lot
A whole, whole, whole lot
Well Im walking the line
Between wrong and right
I could go either way
But now you dont want me to stay
Youre so tired of waiting
Well Im no saint
Tried to have my cake and eat it too
But nobody does what you do
Now another wins and I lose
I might deserve to
Now youll do what you do
Might be too late but Ill tell you
Its gonna take these arms of mine
All that theyve got to hold onto you
All that I know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna hold, hold, hold on
Hold, hold, hold on
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