These arms have held many relationships.
As my arms are scared from many.

As I look at my tracks,
they bring back memories.

A life of addiction and the love I had for it.
They knew no other only lonely and sad.

These arms did hold, real love many times.
As well as the heart aches,
which were my suffering times

These arms have built many walls.
That would let no one in.

These arms held many unfortunate lovers
and I broke many hearts
As mine was once done

Theses arms held beauty and joy,
from the love of others.
My family, my friends
the homeless and the sick

These arms have held death
Of people that I love
Of people that cared

These arms are now held high
High to god I now know
Reaching for a new life

A life of love and
a life of challenges