That's the story of That's the glory of love Give a little, take a little And let your little heart just cry a little Y'all, I know what I'm talking about Sigh a little, yeah, cry just a little And let that old wind just blow right on by a little, yeah I

It's got to get better in a little while. Don't you know what's wrong with me? I'm seeing things I don't want to see. Sniffing things that ain't no good for me. I'm going down fast, won't you say a prayer for me? The sun's got to shine on my guitar

My arms are open (oh, oh) My arms are open I can't unfeel your pain I can't undo what's done I can't send back the rain But if I could I would My love, my arms are open So when you feel like you can't take another round of being broken I will be standing

And we'll build this love from the ground up For worse or for better And I will be all you need Beside you I'll stand through the good and the bad We'll give all that we have Now 'til forever it's all of me, all of you Just take my hand And I'll be the

I will wait for your return And fly away I don’t wait for their return Stars fall out Of the sky, my love As the years go by And one by one All the ghosts in the night

Yes I would Could I make that sacrifice If it came down to it could I take the bullet, I would I’d do it for you All I saw was smoke and fire I didn’t feel a thing But suddenly I was rising higher And I felt like I just made The biggest mistake

I concentrate on you. Whenever skies look gray to me And trouble begins to brew, Whenever the Winter winds become too strong, When fortune cries "Nay! Nay!" to me And people declare "You're through!", Whenever the blues become my only song, On your smile

You know I want cha (want cha) One-two-three-four I know you want me (want me) I know you want me Ella quiere su rumba (¿cómo?) Uno-do'-tres-cuatro Sí es verdad que tú eres guapa Yo te voy a poner gozar

There goes my life There goes my future, my everything All he could think about was I'm to young for this Got my whole life ahead Hell I'm just a kid myself How'm I gonna raise one All he could see were his dreams going up in smoke So much for ditching

I'm a mess for your love, it ain't new Everything's gonna be alright It's gonna be a good, good life I'm a mess, I'm a loser I'm a hater, I'm a user I'm obsessed, I'm embarrassed I don't trust no one around us Oh, he don't love me, he don't love me He