Sweet Arms of a Tune - Missy Higgins

He told her when she played

Wings sprouted from her shoulder blades

And every bone inside her seemed to change

So on her fingers moved

Over notes she hoped would soothe

His jagged soul and caress every groove

Oh and how she longed to say

That she’d missed his troubled ways

Oh and if she could, she’d do it all again

Cause sometimes every word has been used

And there’s nothing left to do

But hold the one you can’t have in the sweet arms of a tune

A year ago today New York City seemed to fall away

To leave only the bed in which they laid

But an island is just there

Oh and when the world came flooding back

Oh the pillars underneath them began to crack

Now he’s sitting on her floor

She’s playing all the minor chords

Wishing so damn hard he’d kiss her like before

Sometimes every word has been used

And there’s nothing left to do

But hold the one you can’t have in the sweet arms of a tune

Yeah hold the one you can’t love in the sweet arms of a tune

Cos sometimes every inch of you is bruised

And there’s nothing left to prove

So just hold the one you can’t love in the sweet arms of a tune

Yeah hold the one you can’t love in the sweet arms of a tune