With My Hands Out

I want to go back across that sea
With my hands out, with my hands out
And I will rise from the water
And though I'm cold and wet,
I will be clean
I want to come back from this robbery
With my hands out, with my hands out
And I will lie down and be handcuffed
Take me, I will be yours
Dripping wet, just try and hold me
Try and hold me, just try and hold me
I am dripping wet and limp



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Whitman Elverum
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