These Arms Of Mine Lyrics - Bruce Hornsby

Well, I'm walking on the floor 

Hanging right round the door 

Hoping you will come through 

Wanting you to, sweat on my brow 

I'm no saint, nothing left but a bad excuse 

The heat makes you do things you might just not do 

In your right mind but you'll do what you do 

You can be sure I'll be there 

It's gonna take these arms of mine 

All that they've 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, I'm walking the line 

Between wrong and right 

I could go either way 

But now you don't want me to stay 

You're so tired of waiting 

Well, I'm 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 you'll do what you do might be too late but I'll tell you 

It's gonna take these arms of mine 

All that they've 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