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Is It My Arms That You Miss? lyrics

Performer Rob Tunbridge

Is It My Arms That You Miss? song lyrics by Rob Tunbridge official

Is It My Arms That You Miss? is a song in English

Last night as I was sleeping, you were in my head
A memory long buried, that I thought was dead
You came back to haunt me in the midnight hour
There's so much I want to say, but where should I start?

So what are you doing now and if you
Don't mind me asking who are you with?
Are they treating you alright or in the dark of night
Is it my arms that you miss?

Today as I was walking, on my own through town
I thought I saw you standing there but a stranger turned around
I felt my heart switch to overload
Memories play out their lies, now our love is cold

So what are you doing now and if you
Don't mind me asking who are you with?
Are they treating you alright or in the dark of night
Is it my arms that you miss?

Last night as I was sleeping, you were in my bed
A thousand faded memories that we, both thought were dead
Tears of crystal rolled down your cheeks
I don't recall what was said, to make you cry

So what are you doing now and if you
Don't mind me asking who are you with?
Are they treating you alright or in the dark of night
Is it my arms that you miss?

So what are you doing now and if you
Don't mind me asking who are you with?
Are they treating you alright or in the dark of night
Is it my arms that you miss?
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Rob Tunbridge
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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