I saw my life this morning   Lying at the bottom of a drawer   All this stuff I'm saving   God knows what this junk is for      And whatever I believed in   This is all I have to show   What the hell were all reasons   For holding on for such dear life   Here's where I let go      I'm not running, I'm not hiding, I'm not reaching   I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open   Gonna pull my soul in and I'm almost home      I saw you this morning   You were staring back at me   From an ancient photograph   Stuck between some letters and some keys      I was lost just for a moment   In the ache of old goodbyes   Sometimes all that we can know is   There's no such thing as no regrets   But baby it's all right      I'm not running, I'm not hiding, I'm not reaching   I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open   Gonna pull my soul in and I'm almost home      But there's no such thing as no regrets and baby it's alright   I'm not running, I'm not hiding, I'm not reaching   I'm just resting in the arms of the great wide open   Gonna pull my soul in and I'm almost home