When My Arms Weren’t Empty

Back when my arms weren’t empty,
I could feel the warmth of your body on mine.
But ever since I let you go,
Baby, it’s been crazy cold,
And it’s everything I have to get by.

I want to read you like Braille,
Be the fog on your windows.
I want to kiss you like the sun kisses mountains in the mid west,
I want to be the heartbeat in your chest.
I want to be your cardigan –
Wrap you in my arms again.
I want to be the freckles on your skin,
But I know that won’t happen again.

Back when my arms weren’t empty,
I could feel the warmth of your body on mine.
But ever since I let you go,
Baby, it’s been crazy cold,
And it’s everything I have to get by.

I could be your Iphone:
You can talk to me when you’re all alone.
If you’re a house I’ll make you home
Because home is where my heart is.
Home is where I lay my head,
And your shoulder’s better than a bed.
You gave me sweeter dreams than I’ve ever seen,
But somehow they all got away from me.

Back when my arms weren’t empty,
I could feel the warmth of your body on mine.
But ever since I let you go,
Baby, it’s been crazy cold,
And it’s everything I have to get by.

Lay me down in parking lots
Underneath the street lights.
Give me back what I have lost,
Baby this don’t feel right.

Lay me down in parking lots
Underneath the street lights.
Give me back what I have lost,
Baby this don’t feel right.

Back when my arms weren’t empty,
I could feel the warmth of your body on mine.
But ever since I let you go,
It’s been so cold.

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