You're here, that moment's near,
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I'm almost in your arms
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Tonight, the mood is right,
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I'm almost in your arms
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One sigh, one word
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and I will rush to your embrace
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Say that certain word,
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sigh that certain sigh
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And with all my heart,
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to your arms I'll fly
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It's strange, how we are changed
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by things that seem so small
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One look can write a book,
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one touch can say it all
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We know those nights alone,
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and now we found our way
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I'm almost in your arms,
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nearly in your arms to stay
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[repeat first and last verse]
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Almost In Your Arms
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| Sam Cooke |
