LSO - Open Arms Lyrics
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Open Arms
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What Are The Lyrics For Open Arms By LSO?
You're a law unto yourself
And we don't suffer dreamers But neither should you walk the earth alone So with finger rolls and folding chairs And a volley of streamers We can be there for tweaks and repairs Should you come back home We got open arms for broken hearts Like yours my boy, come home again Tables are for pounding here And when we've got you surrounded The man you are will know the boy you were And you're not the man who fell to earth You're the man of La Mancha And we've love enough to light the street 'Cause everybody's here We got open arms for broken hearts Like yours my boy, come home again We got open arms for broken hearts Like yours my boy, come home again Everyone's here Everyone's here The moon is out looking for trouble And everyone's here Everyone's here Everyone's here The moon wants a scrap or a cuddle And everyone's here We got open arms for broken hearts Like yours my boy, come home again We got open arms for broken hearts Like yours my boy, come home again Everyone's here Everyone's here Everyone's here Come home again The moon is out looking for trouble The moon wants a scrap or a cuddle The moon is face down in a puddle And everyone's here |
Who Wrote Open Arms By LSO?
Craig Lee Potter, Guy Edward John Garvey, Mark Potter, Mark Ellis Potter, Peter James Turner, Richard Barry Jupp
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What's The Duration Of The Open Arms By LSO?The duration of Open Arms is 4:47 minutes and seconds. |
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