Blues Traveler - Yours lyrics

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