do do do do
do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do do
saw my life this morning
lying at the bottom of a drawer
all the stuff i'm saving
god knows what this junk is for
and whatever i believed in
this is all i have to show
what the hell and all the reasons
but holding on for such dear life is where i let go
i'm not running
i'm not hiding
i'm not reaching
i'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open
gonna pull my soul in and i'm almost home
do do do do
and i saw you this morning
you were staring back at me
from an ancient photograph
stuck between some letters and some keys
and i was lost for a moment
in the ache of old goodbyes
sometimes all that we can know is
there's no such thing as no regrets
baby it's alright
i'm not running
i'm not hiding
i'm not reaching
i'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open
gonna pull my soul in and i'm almost home
there's no such thing as no regrets
baby it's alright
i'm not running
i'm not high
i'm not reaching
i'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open
gonna pull my soul and i'm almost home
i'm not running now i'm not running
i'm not hiding
i'm not hiding
i'm not reaching
here i'm not reaching
i'm just resting in the arms
arms of the arms
wide open wide open
where my soul is my soul is
and i'm almost home
and i'm almost home
and i'm almost home
do do do do do do do
do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
do do do do
do do do do do do do do
do do
do again to do it again