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
Though I'm cold and wet I will be clean

I want to come back from this robbery
With my hands up, with my hands up
And I will lie down and be handcuffed
Take me, I'll be yours
Dripping wet, just try and hold me
Try and hold me, just try and hold me
Oh, try and hold me, just try and hold me
Just 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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