I could have asked
For arms to extend me a path towards you
I'm on display, week after wasted attempts to explain
But give away now better than before
I never knew myself like this
I see my losses everywhere I look
I long for you, not what I'm left with
I could have asked
For arms to extend me a path towards you
Instead, I am stuck, sent in the same tracks and step
Here, still, I call into the wind that you felt
Surround your lips and left you hanging
Call on to the highest above
The dreams you dreamt, the ones you wasted
If you could have
Would you've asked for arms to hold on to?
If you could have
Would you've asked for more of all that softness?
If you could have
Would you've asked for arms to hold on to?
If you could have
Would you've asked for more of all that softness?
Would you've asked for arms to hold on to?