My Heart Is Open

I thought I was doing all right being alone
I swore I'd never let somebody get close again
I was never gonna let my guard down Not for anyone
But there's a light in your eyes and it's got me moving' in
And tonight these walls are all coming down

And my heart is open
I'm letting you in
Cause you give me a reason and the faith I've been needing to start again
And your love is healing
I'm finally breathing
I've been waiting so long hoping for this moment
My heart is open

These days it seems like everybody's just walking away
Like there's no forever and love is just a game
But don't you know you can believe me when I say that I'm your man

My heart is open
I'm letting you in baby
Cause you give me a reason and the faith I've been needing to start again
And your love is healing
I'm finally breathing
I've been waiting so long hoping for this moment
My heart is open

I can't wait anymore, no no
Because I've got nothing left to prove
And I've got so much left to use
That's why I'm tearing out the walls and baby I'm kicking down the doors

And your love is healing
Baby, I'm finally breathing
I can hear you calling, I'm ready to fall in love again
My heart is open

My heart is open

My heart is open

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