Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
In your big arms
In your big warm arms,
That’s where I want to be.
I think I’m in love
But really,
As I’ve always said,
Who knows?
Love is a very f--ked up thing.
Maybe it don’t matter
Who loves whom.
Not in a world
Of f--ked up things.
*This one was also written sometime around 2001
That’s where I want to be.
I think I’m in love
But really,
As I’ve always said,
Who knows?
Love is a very f--ked up thing.
Maybe it don’t matter
Who loves whom.
Not in a world
Of f--ked up things.
*This one was also written sometime around 2001
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In your big arms
In your big arms
