Open Arms
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Open Arms Lyrics

Whatever happened to truth
Lost without a trace
Whatever happened to the mirror
That showed me a happy face
Whatever happened to sorry
You know it's never too late
Whatever happened to good things coming
Coming to those who wait
Whatever happened to this city
It's not like it used to be
Whatever happened to you
Whatever happened to me

Gotta look myself in the eye
And say it's gonna be alright
Maybe everything won't be alright
All the time
I've gotta take these chances where they are
It's gonna be alright
I've gotta see things for what they are
At the time

Lost with no place to begin
I'll slowly adjust to the sun just face I'm in

Whatever happened to the list
of things I wanted to be
Whatever happened to you
Whatever happened to me

Gotta look myself in the eye
And say it's gonna be alright
Maybe everything won't be alright
All the time
I've gotta take these chances where they are
And it's gonna be alright
I've gotta see things for what they are
At the time, at the time

Yeah the words are on the seam
Ready to receive
I'm the ocean you're the stream
Ready to receive
It's like open arms to me
Ready to, ready to receive

Gotta look myself in the eye
And say it's gonna be alright
Maybe everything won't be alright
All the time
No, I've gotta take these chances where they are
And it's gonna be alright
I've gotta see things for what they are
At the time
I've gotta see things for what they are
At the time,
At the time
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon