Arms

The Waltz (2004)

i’ve thrown you a line
so many times
my arms are getting sore
and my sore arms keep
picking you up
and my legs they can’t take anymore
no more

(chorus) i gave you my mind
so you could think a little more
i gave you my heart
so yours could keep beating
i gave you my soul
so you could dig a little deeper
and you
you went and stole it all away
with your anger
all with your anger

(bridge) i don’t deal well
with a weak possessive mind
you should know by now
this energy is mine
so when you walk with me
let me walk a step behind
and when you run with me
let me run
oh, baby let me run

i’ve thrown you a line
so many times
my arms are getting sore
and my sore arms keep
picking you up
and my legs they can’t take anymore
no more

(chorus)