Tác giả : Blues Traveler
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Music & lyrics: john popper 
 
You, with your hand outstretched 
Finger on the key 
This lock that you release 
Is opening but isn't free 
And i hope that you can see 
How it beats inside of me 
Instead of pushing fear aside 
I want to run i want to hide 
I am vulnerably yours 
 
She, who is wanting me 
Whose touch can make me cry 
I can only understand 
By never asking her why 
Hear the contradictions fly 
And as hard as i may try 
Every truth becomes a lie 
In the ache of her reply 
I am passionately... 
 
Yours 
And the saddest eyes are 
Yours 
And the softest skin is 
Yours 
And the hope i borrow is 
Yours 
So won't you let me in i'm yours 
All that i begin is yours 
Every prize i win is yours 
At your feet again i'm yours 
All i am is yours 
 
All i am is wanting you 
I've fallen down and i can't seem to come to 
If i should die before i wake 
I commend my soul into this ache 
Up above the world so high 
Where the water tends to meet the sky 
She's all i'm after by the toe 
And i won't let go... 
And i wanted you to know 
That if you reap what you would sew 
I would take it blow by blow 
All i am is... 
 
Yours 
And the saddest eyes are 
Yours 
And the softest skin is 
Yours 
And the hope i borrow is 
Yours 
So won't you let me in i'm yours 
All that i begin is yours 
Every prize i win is yours 
At your feet again i'm yours 
All i am is yours 
Yours