Lying at the bottom of a drawer
All this 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 were all reasons
For holding on for such dear life
Here's where I let go
Chorus
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
I saw you this morning
You were looking straight at me
From an ancient photograph
Stuck between letters and some keys
I was lost just 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 all right
Repeat chorus
Instrumental
There's no such thing as no regrets
But baby it's alright
Repeat chorus
I saw my life this morning Lying at the bottom of a drawer All this 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 were all reasons For holding on for such dear life Here's where I let go Chorus 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 I saw you this morning You were looking straight at me From an ancient photograph Stuck between letters and some keys I was lost just 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 all right Repeat chorus Instrumental There's no such thing as no regrets But baby it's alright Repeat chorus Explain Request ×
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